TRUNK OR TREAT

Well, the highly anticipated "Trunk or Treat" night at our church had finally arrived and all Ethan had to do was finish his Happy Meal. He insisted he was not hungry and was going to be sick if we made him eat any more. That boy is more and more like his papa every day. We just thought he was tricking us (it's been known to happen before), so we waited him out. He was very quiet on the way to the church building, until about a mile away when we heard that wonderful sound. Ethan decided it was finally time to purge himself of his chicken nuggets, milk and fries, topped off with the oranges he had for lunch that day. By the time we pulled off the highway and started catching the remnants in his trick or treat pumpkin, his entire monkey outfit, the car seat, the seat protector underneath the car seat, and the van seat itself were saturated in, well, there's really no word to properly describe it. We stripped his monkey suit off, and he was fine after that. Fortunately, he had clothes on underneath and we continued on to the festivities. Jack got a little toasty in his banana outfit, so he shed his costume rather soon after we got there as well. Ethan had a blast, and even got to get a tattoo! He also enjoyed telling anyone who would listen that he threw up because his mama made him eat too much.