Overheard by the dustbunnies in the room while dad was bottle feeding Noah before bed...
Me: He is gagging on the bottle for some reason, I think he is going to throw up.
Christine: Nah, he's fine he's done that before.
Noah: Smile, sudden cry...smile.
Noah: gurgle gurgle
Me: (hearing gurgles, brain saying move face move face move face!!)
Noah: SPPPEEEWWWWWWWWWW
Me: (thinking...ohhhhh no)
Christine: giggle giggle.
Me: ohhhh it's in my mouth! my nose! my eyes!!!!
Christine: Hands me a bib laughing to herself.
Me: Can you get me a towel?
Ahh fatherhood...I am sure these stories will just keep getting better...nothing like some digested formula up your nose to make your night.
Sleep well all!
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