There's a Yak in my Kitchen!

My sick son, who hasn't eaten in two days, just scarfed down about 8 oz of baby food. When I was done feeding him, I handed him his spoon to play with while I washed out his bowl.

Just as soon as I turned my back, I heard the tell-tale sound of spoon in throat, and turned around just in time to watch him erupt like a mini Mount Vesuvius. Aww Gawd... if I could lift the highchair into the tub, I would have just hosed him down right there.

Eight ounces doesn't seem like much until it's coming back out of where it should be.

And I was so proud that he finally ate something. :)