The Money Shot

We were sitting on the couch last night with Violet, Violet in Linda’s lap, me next to them. At one point, Linda lifted Violet up over her head, trying to get a laugh. She got a smile out of her on the first lift. On the second, just as Linda was about to bring her back down, Violet casually opened her mouth and spit up. It seemed to happen in slow motion, and I knew I should grab a burp cloth but all I could do was watch and ask, “Did she…? In your mouth?” To her credit, Linda was laughing, grimacing, and carefully lowering Violet back into her lap as she nodded.

And then, by dumb luck, I caught this picture today…

120 days old