Brent came home from work today to find 'his girls' hanging out upstairs in the nursery. He was quick to join us laying on the floor. He began playing with Brynlynn as usual: picking her up, playing air plane etc. He had her sitting on his chest inches from his face holding her hands making helping her dance. She must have been having a lot of fun...so much fun in fact she couldn't keep her dinner down! BLAH! shoots out of her mouth. Good ole dad (probably not thinking how he has her little hands in his), in an attempt to catch...err block...the spit up punches her in the mouth with her hands! It wasn't hard at all, in fact punch may be the wrong word to use, but oh well. We had a good laugh and she didn't seem to mind. She's quick to forgive.
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