Here's a shot from a few weeks ago. We haven't had any photo-worthy moments for awhile due to the projectile vomiting and explosive diarrhea episodes of late. Seriously, this is so gross. I thought it wasn't supposed to be that bad when it's your own kid...
Tonight's upchuck actually hit the wall with a giant splat. It was all I could do to keep my own dinner down and immediately I was reminded of that part in
Stand By Me where the whole town barfs pie all over each other. It really shot out of his mouth like a hose. I have never seen anything quite like that before in my life. We Mitchells have notoriously weak stomachs (Nick used to gag on toothpaste!) and I just don't know how much more of the barfing and liquid diapers I can take..
Oh, and Brent has it, too. Fortunately
he can actually take care of himself. Mostly.
Opening presents takes a long time when you have a 10 month old doing it. Jack really liked the wrapping paper and the bows.
The tongue comes out during times of intense concentration.
Glad these toys aren't made in China! Thanks Aunt Tracie!
He FREAKED out when he saw his rocking horse from Nick and Mishaun. It nods its head and wags its tail and makes galloping and neighing sounds. Jack just can't get enough of it.
