Some days we are out the door early. Dunkin run, make it to work early, we’ve even had a whole week of those days!
… and some days you get puked on. Like today. Walking out the door – puke on me, puke on him. Late to work.
It’s the way life goes with kids. My life is now controlled by a mini ticking time bomb of spit up, random screams, diaper explosions and chasing after him.
But damn my kid is cute!
*shows how this week is going – finishing this up a day and a half later*