Puke

Yes... Puke. Seriously, so disgusting. Billy will tell you that I don't deal well with ick. Can't stand anything that smells or looks weird. My gag reflex is WAY too active!

Ethan's been sick for several days, and yesterday, his puke made its debut. He spit up plenty as a baby, but somehow, that was so much more benign than what came out of his mouth yesterday. So. Gross. I somehow managed to keep my OWN puke inside, although not without significant effort on my part. It's things like this that make me think maybe I AM cut out for motherhood after all! If I can clean up puke, there's nothing I can't do :)