Monday, November 1, 2010

Spencer, Spencer, Spencer....what can I say..his nick name is Mr. Spits. He spits up so much that Eli runs when he hears any noise coming from Spencer that resembles a burb. He is constanly saying "ewww, YUCK BABY!!" Even Meisha has caught on and if she hears any noise from Spencer she is quick to run away. That is just a glimpse of how bad it is. I will fold laundry and have 3-4 shirts each for all of us, then I get to Spencer pile and fill a whole laundry basket (2-3 outfits per day) over flowing!! And the funniest part is he is constantly smiling and doesn't even seem affected or notice the drool or spit up running out of his mouth! I have had to leave church in the middle to change clothes and can't count how many times I have taken my jeans off at night to find a long line of dried on spit up on the back of my pants from who know when. Probably sometime that morning and I had worn them every where that day...

1 comment:

Lyss said...

Kardynn was the same way, it drove me crazy!!! Sounds like you are handling it much better then I did! Your boys are adorable by the way!