I thought I’d hit all the parenthood milestones, but an hour ago — when Sophie literally puked in my face — I realized there are still some firsts I have yet to experience.

I held her head, both of us dripping with what I think was once stuffing, and thought, “This is love.”

Not to say I didn’t mind, but it just wasn’t as bad as it sounds. Weird, huh?  I surprised myself.

A reminder to be thankful for (relative) good health and close family.

Uh oh. I hear her again. Hope your Thanksgiving was wonderful, and surprise-free.