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I was planning on writing a post about how my daughter has perfect aim and timing.  She is only 7 months old and she knows exactly where to spit up on her dad to get the most bang for her chuck.  Instead of writing some humorous tale about her sitting on my shoulders and then immediately spitting up onto my poor head, I have a better story.

Isabell has a very regular schedule.  8pm she starts getting ready for bed.  A diaper change, a book read to her, a bottle with whoevers turn it is that night.  When she gets tired of being up, she will spit out the bottle and thats our cue to take her upstairs to bed.  Jamie and I alternate nights putting her down.  Whoever feeds her puts her down and takes the first two whines afterward if they are needed.  Tonight was my turn.  After going to bed very nicely and being quiet for 5 minutes, she started complaining and I was up to put the bottle back and make sure she wasnt too rolled up in the blankets.  She wanted nothing to do with the bottle and there was no bubble to get out of her.  All she wanted was to be cuddled and stare at me.  Thats it.  She rarely sits still so this was a wonderful treat.  She used one hand to hold my cheek and just relaxed for another five minutes.  Once she was done, it was back in the crib and instantly she was out.   I have a fantastic daughter.