Not to deviate from the stirring heartstrings, but since this is also to chronicle real life, the day was not all angelic bliss for this little man. I'm not sure if it was due to all the hustle, bustle, and excitement of the day, but mixed in with all of Talan's smiles and generally cheerful cooing and gurgling, we also had to deal with diarrhea and projectile vomit.
The poor guy caught some sort of intestinal bug. It started in the morning, luckily before the white suit went on, with a liquefied bowel. I was a little worried that there would be a part 2 during the church meeting (in the white suite) so I had bit of McGyver-esque inspiration and fashioned some extra protection out of a diaper (general coverage) and a sanitary napkin--with wings (for additional coverage up the back). We made it through the service without any leakage!
Later on in the day, while feeding Talan, he looked directly at me with all of his pure cuteness, and proceeded to projectile vomit all over me. Luckily his diet is solely breast milk, but I had no idea he ate that much with each meal. It was like someone turned on a garden hose and sprayed me 3 times.
The amazing thing was he smiled through the whole day, despite these minor challenges. He really is such a darling little boy. Oh how we love him.
