Cause I know y'all LOVE when I talk about body fluids . . .
It's still long before noon and Steve and I have already dealt with:
vomit (in Lily's hair and on her sheets)
saliva (all over my computer and arms and face when Sam sneezed all over me)
and, even though it's not actually a body fluid, three bottles of rotted milk-turned-cheese.
Isn't parenthood great?