Happy Flu Year!

What started as a nice and casual, easy New Years Eve.... quickly became something else...

We were invited to our friends house for snacks, beverages and fun with the kiddos. Much fun was indeed had and as usual it's fun to see old and new friends to catch up on the past year.

What happened next we clearly unexpected, well maybe from an over imbibed adult, but not from the 8th month old baby. Vomit. Vomit everywhere. Poor Blair threw up a fair amount right now Chris' back, all over the back bar of our friends basement. On the plus side, it was on the tiled floor which was easier to clean up. On the downside, the smell was horrible and it splashed everywhere when it hit the floor. Got the visual?! So here I am, mortified, and my hands and knees cleaning as fast as I can while our friends got Chris a new shirt. 

The reason we love our friends so much?! Because they were right there on the floor cleaning OUR babies puke and because in light of the UGH situation they still have enough wit to crack a joke and make us laugh.... enter. this. t-shirt!

Happy Flu Year All 2016!

 The "fun" sadly didn't end there. The next day Sloane fell victim, in and all over dads car, on the way home. She was our for most of Friday and Saturday. By Saturday late night, Chris was next and following suit Sunday morning I was the last to catch it. So we ended 2015 with vomit and started 2016 with vomit. Hope that's not an omen for the new year!