where's the love???

Justin's grandparents came to visit today for church. We went out to lunch with them. And of course Gabe decided to show his love, affection and appreciation for them by.....BARFING all over Justin's grandpa, soaking his only pair of pants completely through. We were mortified. Completely horrified. No words can describe the feelings I had as I watched my eldest choke on the gummy worms they bought him, which eventually ended in puking three consecutive times on the lap of an un-deserving family member. GROSS. So the remainder of their visit there he sat, on our pukey smelling couch, with Justin's pajama pants on, while his pukey smelling pants dried in our dryer.

At one point during one of our conversations *before the barf-fest* grandpa joked that they would be staying with us for a week (as if to jokingly imply that would be some sort of punishment for us....we LOVE them!!!!) and I VERY seriously replied, "You would get sick of us, before we ever got sick of you!" And one embarrassing barf-fest later, I think he realized just exactly how serious I was. Never a dull moment in this testosterone infested house. Never.

*Just a side note. Gabriel almost puked on grandma as well...but I saw the signs coming and promptly grabbed him and ran him to the garbage can. All in a days work!