Friday night we watched my cousin’s kids so they could go to the temple. They have three darling little girls, ages 6, 3 and 6 months. Perfect ages to play with Jenna and John. So, I held the baby, fed her a bottle, and played with her while the other kids played outside on the trampoline and Ryan mowed the lawn. After he came inside, she was a little fussy and so I gave her to Ryan to hold for a few minutes while I got the other kids a snack. He took her into his office, and then next time I walked by he had her upside down to try to calm the fussiness. He brings her up and she starts spitting up on him. I run to go get a towel (he would say I walked leisurely, but really, I was hurrying) and by the time I got back, she had spit up the entire contents of the bottle I just gave her ALL OVER RYAN. I took the baby so he could wipe himself off, and then he went to change his shirt. I was laughing so hard! It’s been a while since we’ve seen spitting up of that magnitude, and it was quite funny, in my opinion. We’re glad there was no spitting onto the laptop, keyboard or anything that could be ruined. In fact, most of it was squarely on Ryan. I’m still chuckling over it. Sorry, Ryan.