Thursday Morning Wonders

Before I get to my morning, I have to note that yesterday I believe I got some real giggles out of Bella. I was holding her under her armpits while she straddled my thigh. I would bring her in really close like I was going to head butt her but when she'd get close to my face I'd make this grunt noise. She apparently found it hilarious. It was awesome to hear more than just hissing and airy noises coming from her when she found me funny.

Now for today's story. It's short and sour. I picked up the booger out of her PNP because she was making her "I just pooped" whine. I checked before picking her up and sure enough... Off to her room we trot. I'm half in a daze, not really paying much attention, just trying to make sure the poo doesn't squish out the backside because I had stuck her in a size four diaper. I clean her up while she's standing, then lay her down to finish up the front side. As I'm standing there, the strap on my tank top started feeling wet and cold. I shook it off and continued, but the longer I stood in front of her fan, the more wet and cold my back began to get. That's when I took the strap and pulled it forward to see if she drooled on me or something. Nope, it was white, milky spit up. Apparently a lot of it. I look down to her face to make sure she's okay and her mouth is surrounded by the white stuff. She chewing on her teething foot, happy as a clam. Of course I cleaned her face up, removed my tank top and proceeded to wipe my shoulder down with wipes. Here she is, spitting up on me and not saying a word about it. Twerp!