St. Patty’s Day Projectiles

We still have guests, and I’m sick, so I may not finish my post on Seduction until later. (Thank you, all of you who chimed in with great stories!)

Just wanted to let you know the baby threw up on me. On himself. On the couch. On the floor. On the rug. On the guests. Yeah. It’s a non-stop fun fest around my house.

But, hey.

It wouldn’t be St. Patty’s if someone didn’t drink too much and vomit, would it?