Monday, June 1, 2009

Not for the Squeamish

Today I took the boys to the store just to walk around in the AC for a little bit and get out of the house.  Chase was riding in the stroller.  

I smelled the spit up before I actually saw it.  After investigating, I found that he had sour-milk spit up pooled in the stroller tray.  He was finger painting in it.

I scrambled to find a wipe or a napkin (I had, of course, left the diaper bag behind because we weren't going to be gone that long).  By the time I found an already-used Dunkin Donuts napkin at the bottom of my purse, the mess was mostly gone.

...because Chase was licking it up.  Ew.  Ew.  Ew!


Mandi said...

BLARCH!!! That's so dis-GUSTing!

datri said...

Could be worse. Kayla went through a poop painting/eating phase. Thank goodness that is over with!