Last Monday was Sebastian's 3rd birthday. He was so excited about it, for the first time ever! I woke him up on Monday singing "Happy Birthday" and he said, "It's my birthday? Where is it?" LOL He thought there would be a visual of some variety.
On Father's Day we let Tim sleep in and Seb and I headed out to Meijer to do our gift shopping... Yeah, I'm a last minute kind of gal... Anyway, we had been there approximately 6 minutes when Seb threw up all over me, himself, and aisle 12. So, I bought some wipes and a clean outfit for him (thanking God he only got my shoes and the edge of my capris) and headed to the check out and then, the restroom. Luckily, he was fine after he got sick; I think he just ate something that wouldn't agree with him. Anyway, his version of what happened is simple and direct...
"My throat came out."
After the puke fiasco we went on with our shopping. Sebastian wanted to get daddy a car for Father's Day. So, we went to the Hot Wheels aisle (hey, I'm on a budget here). He picked out a nice yellow truck and trailer. Later on, after he had given the gift to daddy, he wanted to play with it. I said, "Buddy, that gift was for Daddy." He said, "Daddy will share with me."
