K pointed to his t-shirt and said, "Fatherhood... I think the fact that I'm wearing a t-shirt with baby vomit on it and not planning to do anything about it sort of sums it all up."
Later, as the hour our dinner guests were due to arrive neared he said, "I should really change my shirt..."
Still later, after they were gone, he looked down at his shirt, looked back up at me and said, "Oops."
Luckily, they are good friends.
Wednesday, September 27, 2006
King of Joy Sums It Up
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Too funny! And they were probably the good kind of friends who noticed, but didn't say anything. You know, the ones who have had similar things happen to them! The best kind of friends. :-)
Yup... I spent a couple of years wearing baby vomit.... the ultimate parenthood fashion statement!
yeah, I've gone to work like that....you know you're a parent when you do stuff like that. And not care.
Oh yes we've been there. The yellowing badge of parenthood. Kids being born = no more dry clean only anything. ever.
I guess we can all say, "been there, done that!"
My hubby is like that too. I love that he loves his kids too much to care about puke, snot, or food on his shirt.
Finding friends who aren't offended by vomit (the baby's and/or maybe yours) is an absolute requirement of parenthood.
I wouldn't have even noticed. Good company always trumps fashion.
LOL! Love this story. We've had similar experiences at our house too.
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