Ahh, the children.
So cute. So innocent.
So full of germs.
Who can resist the cuteness? The cute pucker lips just begging for a kiss. The overly enthusiastic kisses, dripping with drool. The insistent sharing of food (but, Mama doesn’t WANT a half-chewed-on smooshed Cheerio). And, my favorite, the coughs and sneezes. Directly into my face.
Gotta love them.
So, this year, Halloween has been spent cleaning up vomit, wiping boogers and dodging projectile snot. And Mama is down for the count.
Meanwhile, Daddy, who has been the primary butt-wiper, booger swiper and vomit-cleaner-upper remains unscathed.
One could almost hate him.