“I am not afraid of storms, for I am learning how to sail my ship.”
― Louisa May Alcott, Little Women
Wednesday, July 14, 2010
Today (like most days) I Was Spit Up On By Britt.
I wear it like a badge at this point. I mean, it's a losing battle for two reasons. A) Britt barfs all the time! B) I cannot ever remember to have a cloth handy nearby. Today was really bad. It just kept coming up and coming up and coming up and coming up and coming up and you get the picture. :) It was after each and every feeding. **sigh**
(please excuse the mess in the background. that's the pile of items without a place. yet. this was taken 2 months ago.)
Today I ran some errands. One of my stops included the mall to make some returns. It was only going to be a quick run in and out. So, I grabbed Britt (Ash was at my mother's), my purse and my returns. That's it. Big mistake. Once I got into the store, Britt-Britt REALLY let me have it. She dumped an enormous amount of her lunch on the floor in Old Navy. And I didn't have a cloth (again). It was borderline embarrassing. Luckily a helpful worker (who wasn't even on the clock) gave me a huge wad of paper towels. :)
You'd think I'd learn. She did the same thing all over the velvet couch at church about a month ago. Gross.
And yet, somehow, this child continues to gain weight. Lots of weight. Don't ask me how she does it. :)
(she's got three rolls at the top of each thigh. she's a chunker. despite all that spit-up! I'm impressed. this was taken 3 weeks ago.)