Evan doesn't always spit-up but there are times that he does. He's just not a real spitty baby. Today I got hit with at least three good ones and I mean good ones! Twice on my shirt and another time on my jeans. Plus, it got all over him! Now that's talent! I smelled like rotten cheese. It was great. What's funny is that it didn't even bother me. I just looked at it and said "awesome" and wiped it off and of course changed my shirt but not until after the second spit-up. Smart thinking I must say. Otherwise I would messed up two shirts! Way to go Evan!
btw...He spit-up on Eric's side of the bed too! Oops!
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