This morning Olivia was laying on her Daddy's chest as he lay on the bed and tried to make her giggle. She obviously wasn't impressed as she vomited on his face. In her defence she missed his mouth by about an inch and it trickled down his cheek and down his back. Luckily he saw the funny side and we both collapsed into laughter. As Daddy M said at the time comedy is tragedy mixed with timing.
What makes this a joy of motherhood rather than fatherhood...the fact that it didn't happen to me:)