Most Gross Post

I was lifting Baby J above my head Lion King style and then bringing her down to my open mouth like I was going to take a bite. Each time I brought her close, I'd say, "CHOMP," and she'd bust out laughing.

It really is a fun game. I suggest you try it sometime.

Anyway, on the third or fourth CHOMP, Baby J spit up a great strand of orange slush. I'm happy to say none of it went in my mouth. For once I was actually happy to have my shirt covered with regurgitated carrots! Had she puked a fraction of a second later...well...I try not to think about it.

Listening To: Maggot Brain by Funkadelic