True fact: if you had asked me what I knew about babies 4 months ago, my answer would have probably been "they puke a lot."
I know puking is not the same as spitting up, but when it's oozing onto you, it's a difference without distinction. The good news is that Dash is not a baby that spits up a lot. The, uh, "action photo" above (which cracks Ann and I up every time we look at it) is hardly representative of the Full Dash Experience. He's very drooly, and he has the occasional light spit-up, but nothing crazy at all. I'm very okay with that.
Dash has, in fact, only vomited once so far. He takes after his father, who is going 10 years strong without a vomit incident, but when Dash erupted, it was like a milk volcano all over the place, including my beard. Yes, my beard - I'm shocked I didn't torch the thing off once I was done. While we felt bad for Dash (and he was very nonchalant about the whole episode), Ann was just impressed that I didn't drop the baby as he was puking.
I apparently have a very low bar to clear.
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