Clam chowder

Enjoying a hearty bowl of Maine clam chowder. Two boys have just blown out of their diapers and clothes, the whole shabang, double diaper change time with quick disinfect of mat in between. Callum not interested in sleeping, I confine him to tummy time. At precisely the second I think about Callum's reflux from the last feed, ooh, maybe it's a bit too soon, he duly throws up on the playgym mat, face plants, face covered in vomit, lifts head, big smile on face. That feels better. Reuben crawls round to see what all the fuss is all about. My clam chowder is looking less appealing now.