Vomit and my life

Can someone mention to Beck that it is totally uncool and uncalled for to vomit on Mommy? I have told him several times but he is just not listening to me. He got me really good this afternoon after a marathon feeding session. He just keeps coughing that the poor little guy gets all choked up and throws up. He soaked me so much that I had to change all of my clothes, and I mean all of them. Fun, huh? He also got me really good Sunday night after he had an entire jar of green beans and some apples. He also totally ruined a pillow at B-Daddy's house. I guess I can attribute some of this to his weight loss. Anyone want to hold Beck for me after he eats?

I think this is a completely appropriate topic for Valentine's Day. ;)