Monday, November 27

Slimed

Just when you think everything is finally back to normal, something like THIS happens...


After four days of fevers, wailing, gnawing, constipation, sleepless nights and refused bottles, Mommy and Daddy decided that if one of them had to take the day off today, the other one was going to also stay home to help out. Jack wouldn't take the bottle from anyone even though he was obviously hungry. He was very partial to nursing from Mommy. We made him a doctor's appointment and, luckily for all involved, he went down for a long winter's nap.
After he woke up, we celebrated Daddy's success in getting him to finish off his usual: a six-ounce helping of Similac Advance. Daddy was so proud--that is, until Jack belched once and up from the ground came the crudest thing you've ever seen. Three separate urpings put baby vom in Daddy's hair, mouth, nose, all over his shirt and onto the recliner.
Daddy had to enlist Mommy's help to take Jack, but they were both laughing so hard, it was difficult to get anything cleaned up. Daddy had a good laugh about it, until he realized that as he was laughing, more vomit was running into his mouth. Ugghhh...
Brutal.
Jack sure does feel better now though! Yay!
We're making memories all over the place this holiday season...

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

That looks like more than six ounces... he must have had some in reserve for just such an occasion!!! Melissa

Blackmans said...

Oh WOW!!! So sorry Dave!!!! I'm glad Jack feels better! Poor guy! He will love this picture when he gets older!

Witts said...

HA HA HA poor Dave. That is darn funny stuff!!!