So this morning I had Finn on my lap and we were talking to each other and playing with each other and having a good happy morning! I put her face down on my chest and we were cuddling when I head a strange noise. It was kinda like a gurlgly noise, I had no idea what it was so I asked Finley what she was doing and went to lift to her up and was greeted with a huge smile from this face:
Now before you judge me for not immediately getting the spit up out of my babies eyes and off her face, I assure you she was cracking up and happy!
I couldn't stop laughing, Gary came to see what was so funny and I made him run for my camera.
I honestly still can't stop laughing.
What I find more amusing is who I have become, if I was spit up on like that a year ago I probably would have hurled myself. Now I just laugh hysterically. Did I mention I am still wearing my spit up on sweater? I keep smelling the milk on it and its making me smile. I may never wash it again.