On Saturday we had a little get together for Sam's birthday, during which his father spoon fed him a healthy dose of chocolate milkshake. Roughly fourteen hours later, guess who woke from a sound slumber in a puddle of vomit with a huge load in his pants? If you guessed Sam, you are correct. If you guessed anything else, well, you are some kind of idiot. Sorry, but it's true. Yesterday on his actual birthday we celebrated with a small cake, also chocolate. I'm sure you can see where this is going. Nine hours after the cake was mercilessly consumed foul liquids started spewing from both ends of my dear boy.
What have we learned? Sam is no longer allowed to have chocolate in any quantity larger than a single solitary chip. Also, wet baby hair will retain the smell of vomit for days. Gross.
3 comments:
Ick. Poor baby. More appropriately, poor all of you. Thank God he won't have to face getting a period if that's how he reacts to chocolate!!!
Wow, I didn't know that could happen!
I was pretty shocked, too! We're just going to keep him away from the offending foodstuffs until he's a little older.
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