One for the 21st birthday party speech…

We waited by the conveyer belt for the suitcases. Everyone was quiet; it was past 1am, and we were all recovering from the burst of awkward happiness that comes over us all every time we are reunited after a year.

Buddha Baby was red-eyed and over-tired.

As we waited for the luggage, I bounced him in the wrap sling to stop the grizzles: We’re going on a bumpy road, a bumpy road, a bumpy road…

And he projectile vomited. Everywhere. A fountain of white liquid, a positive tsunami of puke.

Hi kids. This is your baby brother. Welcome back!

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4 Responses to “One for the 21st birthday party speech…”

  1. DD Says:

    Sweet memories. Doesn’t get any better than that…well, of course that is until they start wearing your underwear around the house.

  2. Brandy Says:

    At least you have a funny story for later in life. 🙂 So sorry!

  3. Becky Says:

    Oh no! Poor guy.

  4. Sam Says:

    I enjoyed a few vomiting experiences when visiting Eliza from doolittle.typepad.com. Good times I say. Good times.

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