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.)