Baby puke. Smells awful. Tastes worse. That’s right, ladies and gentlemen. Olivia spit up… into my mouth. I’m still gagging a bit as I right this, though it happened about 20 minutes ago and was immediately followed up with a good teeth-brushing. Yack, yack, yack. The moral of this short and rather disturbing story is this:
Never, under any circumstances, look at your baby when you are burping her over your shoulder. If you fail to heed this advice, don’t make the mistake of talking, cooing, or opening your mouth for any reason while you are looking. Hum if you must, but no singing.