Vomit

So I only post once a month...sorry. But my life is so full of wonderful things like my first experience with a stomach-bug-like behavior. Last Saturday we were all set to go to Nashville to Owen's first birthday party & Noah was calmly eating breakfast in the highchair. (Adam had commented on how quiet he was this morning...) I put in that last bite of yogurt (we haven't mastered the spoon ourselves yet) and OUT it came, with force. My first time being puked on by my own kid. Made it 13-some months without a single drop of real vomit on me, and whoa nelly, here it came. I didn't realize that a little person could hold so much inside!!! I will spare the details of looks and smells, just to suffice that it was coming out his nose. Poor Noah. He had no idea what was going on...he must have thought he was dying or something b/c he looked terrified! So we get him out of the highchair (lucky he was there b/c the tray was helpful in clean-up) and clean him off...and we did not go to Nashville that day.

Fast forward to Monday. He did great all day Sat. and Sun. Dinner Monday....same ballgame. And same again Tuesday afternoon at lunch. We have deduced as the 2 geniuses that we are as parents that our child simply does NOT like to be "fed" anymore. If you try to feed him anything against his will, even a tasty yogurt snack....it will come back to haunt you in a few minutes. (and seemingly in a greater quantity than it went in as) So we no longer "Feed" Noah. Noah feeds Noah, only. There were a few days of worry on Mommy's part: will he eat enough b/c he's not the greatest eater on his own...and very picky too....but he's doing fine (and actually eating better and more than ever!) My first taste of him exerting his independence, I guess. I'm just getting ready for what's to come, I suppose.

Nashville was a blast with Owen...those boys are so funny together!! Will share some of my favorite pics.