Ky and I are about to begin our summer vacation. It’s something we have been quite looking forward to, but are slightly daunted by the long flight ahead. 9 hours is a long journey, especially with an infant.
It turns out that the flight was the least of our worries, as 20 minutes into our drive to the airport, Occi decided to unleash a massive vomcano into her lap! All those raviolis, lightly digested, were dripping down her front in a languid manner.
We’re about to take off now, so hopefully the worst is behind us.