This evening when I walked in the door, as soon as soon as I said good bye to the babysitter, mass quantities of projectile puke flew everywhere, everywhere being all over the floor and mainly on my leg and shirt and a child’s arm and stomach. Repulsed by the smell and unable to clean up the floor while soaking wet myself, I covered the spots with paper towels and assisted the dripping crying child upstairs to change clothes. The child’s clothes were changed and then I went to change my own puke covered clothes. In the 30 seconds it took me to throw on some clean clothes all the kids were downstairs and one was eating the puke soaked paper towel. Let me just say that part again folks. Eating..The.. Puke.. Soaked.. Paper.. Towel. I will give you 1 chance to name that child.
So which boy was it? Child # 1 or child # 2.
1 comments:
Case was the puker and Cole was the eater of nastiness?
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