wash. rinse. repeat.

Last night... wait was it last night? Not sure it may have been the night before. Josh and I thought it would be a great idea to give our darling daughter a bath. Josh bathed her while I put her towels in the dryer to get nice and warm. After a little while of gooing an splashing Josh held her while I cut her fingernails--yes.. the thing I've learned about babies is if you don't want them to claw there face every other minute, you need to cut those little ity bity things all the time. And i mean all the time. You might as well just scratch play time all together because as soon as you pick up Mr.Duck, she's already got half inch razor nails making a perfect line in the middle of her forehead. Annie now has carved the one in her forehead and two sidekicks on her cheek.

So before the wonderful evening of sudsy fun was over, dad and I proceeded to accidently knock over a shampoo bottle. One that was one the little built in shower shelf... yep.. landed by her face (not on her face) and "WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA! NEEEEEE!!! .. and then the dreadful little girgly tapered off low grumble cry... waa..a..aa.aa...aa.aa (breath) WAAAAAAAA!"

yep... so terribly sad

so we go into our room and I try to rock her, while poor Josh is freaking out because he thought he hurt her! We finally calmed her, put her on the changing pad (which she loves).. actually now that i think about it, it was probably the influence of the changing pad that calmed her, not us, her frantic novice parents.

Our perfect, quiet, clean baby... we have her back! Dad goes and lets the water out of the tub, I look at her with a sense of accomplishment as she proceeds to puke thick milky, white... "milkies" directly into her eyeball. Her eyeball i said. not by her eye,, not on her eyelash , but into her wide open beautiful eye. So much so that I can no longer see her beautiful blue iris! One eye is blue, one eye is white.

I naturally do what any other good new parent does....

freak out and yell for Josh to get a cloth,or towel, or 5 jugs of warm not hot water to flush this glob out of her eyeball! (it was in her hair too...so my husband pointed out).

Once that was over with I was calm and relieved, being through such an ordeal.

THEN

WITHOUT WARNING

a small hiccup, an arching of the back and all of a sudden

AGAIN, what i thought I'd never see again in my lifetime.. the puke glob flew into not the same eye, but the other one! Now this eye was globbed with puke!

wash. rinse. repeat.