A First Time For Everything

Oreo cookie.



Not to be confused with poopin' in the tub.



And the first fat bloody lip.



All in the same day! And it was followed by the first vomitorium experience. The first one was a projectile vomit that would've made any runway model (Hansel - he's so hot right now) proud by its sheer volume. I mean, you'd think it was from a large sick man there was so much. And then it continued throughout the night. We were worried of course, and barely slept, but in the morning he was his regular jolly self. Thank goodness for his resilience! We, on the other hand, were very tired after our night of child care, fretting, and internet searching about puking babies.