I Sort of Deserved That...
Gabriel just spit up into my cleavage. I was burping him, and he bypassed the burp cloth and his bib entirely - as he tends to do - and aimed right into my cleavage. I was wearing a tightish t-shirt that was sort of open at the top, and in the spitup went. It flowed nicely between my boobs and landed on the shelf of my bra.
I'm pretty sure this was his revenge because I called him Mr. Stinkyfuss all morning because he smelled like old cheese from all the formula that's ended up in his neck folds. But, in my defense, I gave him a bath and then changed his name to Clean Happy Baby Who Smells Like Baby.
I'm pretty sure this was his revenge because I called him Mr. Stinkyfuss all morning because he smelled like old cheese from all the formula that's ended up in his neck folds. But, in my defense, I gave him a bath and then changed his name to Clean Happy Baby Who Smells Like Baby.