Today we are having a game night at our house. Some friends from Ricky's work are coming over and we're going to play the heck out of some "Mario Kart: Double Dash", "Mortal Kombat", and "Smash Brothers: Melee". It is going to be awesome! In keeping with tradition I have baked a cake for the event.
Last night at the midnight feeding I was feeding Emma. She had only taken three of the six ounces of formula that she normally takes. So, after burping her, I set her up for some more. Apparently that was just not what she wanted and she spit up with the bottle still in her mouth. That made the baby vomit spray out everywhere. I immediately took out the bottle, and she projectile vomited twice, hitting the couch (which luckily was covered with a blanket for just such an occurrance) and hitting Ricky in the arm. Needless to say, we changed her clothes, and put her to bed. She was done.
Olivia, on the other hand, waited until she was put into bed before vomiting. She got it all over her sheets, clothes, and it was all in her hair. Since she was so gross, we gave her a bath, (the second one for the night) and put her to bed. After that, both girls slept really well.
Our cats have decided to go crazy. For some reason they think it is ok to get in the cribs. The girls are never in there, but they know better to get into them when they're empty too. Now, normally I would just pick the offending kitty up and get them out of the girls room. Unfortunately, the kitties have decided that merely getting into the girls cribs is no longer sufficient. Here's what they've decided to do.
Fortunately, we have waterproof mattress pads so the mattress isn't all gross. I don't know what has gotten into our kitties, but I think it's safe to say that they don't like our daughters.
I finally got around to finishing up Alicia and Patrick's wedding gift. I'm only two months late with it. I'm also in the process of making Christmas gifts for people. It sucks to be poor.
Time to make rice krispy treats and make some lunch.