Projectile smiles

Claim to fame: I do at least one laundry load a week that consists of burp cloths only. I've found that flannel receiving blankets work the best for catching the ever flowing stream of spit up from our baby's mouth. I have at least 20.

We have a puky, puky baby. He is such a sweet little guy. Really. Truly. The happiest baby you'll ever meet. He'll grin and turn your heart to mush and then spew breast milk all over you.

Check out this clip from the movie, Four Christmases. It's about a couple without children who endure 4 sets of odd relatives over the holidays. This made me laugh out loud. And reminded me of some pretty unpleasant personal experiences with projectile vomiting. Jeff could stand in as Vince Vaghn in this scene.