Here's looking at you kid!

A couple weeks ago, it was puke-fest 2012 here at Chateau Erickson.  While our sweet son got sick, he was getting sick all over Brock and I.  In turn we would take baths with Preston to get cleaned up, multi-tasking.  Since then Preston refuses to take baths by himself, so Brock and I take turns at bath time.  Meanwhile, I've been spending a lot of time visiting my Dad.  He had open heart surgery and all is well with him, but the recovery road is a long, hard one.  When I'm around my Dad I try and shine my light as brightly as I can to give good vibes and comfort to my struggling Dad. Consequently when bath time rolls around at night I’m exhausted but bath time still requires a Mom or Dad.  Brock is out of town this week, so it's all Mom, all the time.  Tonight we were in the bath tub getting Mr. Preston all cleaned up from his day of fun.  As I was grabbing one of his bath toys, Preston stood up, turned, and farted right in my face.  I started laughing so hard.  It was so funny to have such a crazy sound come out of my sons naked bum, right in front of me.  Since I was laughing so hard, he started laughing so hard that he farted again ... in my face.