So, I think this might be my first blog story about only Zeal. It goes something like this. Driving along and suddenly we hear a weird gagging type sound coming from the back seat. So, I look back just in time to see Zeal sticking his hand down his throat but not soon enough to stop him before… yum… puke all over. You might think that was the end of the story and it would make a decent story but no there’s more. So, we get home and it is time for a bath. Zeal is having a grand bath, one of his first baths without his big brother (we thought a bath with his puke should probably not be shared). Zeal is playing with his toys and suddenly I realize wait those are not toys…I didn’t give him toys because of the puke…what is that…..oh…oh no…oh sick… he is playing with his own poop and it is everywhere. It was too gross for words. It was not just one big piece it was everywhere and I did not even know what to do. So I had to go fishing and catch as many pieces as I could with a plastic bag over my hand and then sanitize the tub and re-wash the baby. So gross!