You know that awkward moment, when you're trying to be an awesome
person by taking fresh, homemade cookies to your next door neighbor,
only to have your daughter spit up, projectile-style, all over you and
the neighbor's doormat and porch just as they open the door to receive
said cookies? You know that moment?
No?
Well, I do.
It was awesome. If, by awesome, I mean totally not awesome.
By the way, I have the best neighbors who can kindly laugh when their neighbor barfs all over their doorstep, and then clean it up because my hose won't reach that far.
I think I'm going to go bury my head in the sand for a while.
No?
Well, I do.
It was awesome. If, by awesome, I mean totally not awesome.
By the way, I have the best neighbors who can kindly laugh when their neighbor barfs all over their doorstep, and then clean it up because my hose won't reach that far.
I think I'm going to go bury my head in the sand for a while.
