There I sat. My daughter on my lap, fully loaded with milk, gagging. In a split second, I anticipated her next move and made a choice.
Honestly, catching her baby vomit in my hand is much easier than letting it hit the pillow or my shirt, and having to clean it up later.
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haha! gross!
gross! hahaha
that was a weird post.
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