s.u.i.m.m.

after a night of screaming by my child that i have seemingly scarred for life by an excessively long road trip, i thought nothing could top the cake... until i experienced for the first time the notorious 'spit up in my mouth.'

my brother recently had a baby and my mom and i decided it would be a great idea to drive 1,000 miles to biloxi mississippi with a four month old baby. not a great idea. he did really well on the ride down; we broke it up into three days and he really only got fussy on the third day. the ride home was a completely different story, from the moment his little heiny cakes touched his car seat it was clear that he was not going to be a happy or cooperative baby.

so because my poor child was in a car seat for a little over 2,000 miles, i am fairly certain he hates the car with a passion. we were in the car for about 10 minutes last night on the way to dinner and im pretty sure he cried for 9 and half minutes. same goes for the ride home.

we finally get home and i get my little man calmed down, were playing and hes giggling and having a good time. and im doing the whole lifting him in the air like hes super man, working on those little core muscles and then it happens. out of nowhere there is spit up in my mouth! i didnt even see it coming! he was laughing and i was laughing and then i had a mouthful of spit up. pretty disgusting but surprisingly i didnt gag at all. i just put him down, wiped my mouth, and drank a bottle of water.

luckily for you i do not have a picture of my spit up mouth experience because i think that wouldve made me spit up. but here is a picture of my little man with my brothers little lady.