I just survived the longest night of my life.
It was full of fun filled events.
Getting peed on - check
Son getting his own pee in his face - check
Projectile spit up - check, and oh yes, check again.
4 outfits, 3 bibs and 2 burp cloths later. The child was up four times from 9pm - 5:15am. (Guess karma is really a bitch and I shouldn't have been bragging about his stellar sleeping skills, huh?)
Needless to say, Randy is getting a hand off as soon as he lands tonight. Mommy needs her sleep. And a stiff drink.