Parenting Fun

Last night, Kurt woke up calling my name. Brandon got up first and went into talk to him. I heard Kurt say, "Daddy, I spilled." Brandon then turned on the light to see what was spilled, and yes, Kurt had "spilled" vomit all over himself.

I know that vomit is not fun from the get go, but I've only previously experienced it from a first-hand experience. Second hand is definately worse...I now know how people feel when they want to (or do) throw up themselves when they see someone elses. Even now, at 5:30pm the next day, I'm still feeling the urge to hug the bowl. But maybe I am sick too...ugh...