Tonight for dinner you had some yogurt, bread, and sweet potatos. You ate a lot and then had a bottle to wash it all down. I was in the kitchen cleaning up dinner when all of a sudden I heard Grandma yell to get a wet washcloth. I ran into the living room to see that you had thrown up on Grandpa!
SICK-O DUDE! He was nice enough to let me take a picture real quick to put on your blog. He said he was just glad he didn't have his mouth open when you threw up on him. You just smiled and played and laughed like nothing was wrong. Little stinker! :) But I must admit I was glad it wasn't me that you threw up on! Sorry Grandpa.
2 comments:
Your Dad is a saint to still have a smile on his face.
That is so GROSS!!
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