What an Infant Gives His Dad for His Birthday

Now aren't you glad this isn't a picture of projectile vomit?

Friday was Dave's birthday, so I thought I'd let Dave sleep late and keep Owen out of our bedroom during the morning hours. But Owen had other plans, including wanting to give Dave his present early in the morning. So as Owen and I walked from the bedroom into the kitchen, Owen projectile vomited all over me, himself, the floor, and the cat food dishes. Dave wound up getting out of bed and cleaning the floor and food dishes while Owen and I stripped down and cleaned up. It was the first time Owen has ever projectile vomited (and of course, he only eats milk, so it's not that gross), but we are convinced that Owen saved it up just for Dave's birthday. Happy Birthday, Dave!