So my favorite local five year old
blew some chunks tonight.
I am grateful for three reasons.
He wasn't sick for Halloween.
He threw up all over my husband and not me
(and I do mean ALL OVER my poor husband
who was apparently rooted to the spot
and rendered unable to move
by the shock and horror
of the whole event)
I just so happen to be
going out of town this weekend
to another state for my 20th high school reunion.
I do feel sorry for the man but hey,
a girl's gotta do what a girl's gotta do!
Hams on Tour
3 hours ago