coming from 3 directions

i'm about to tell you a little story - a very special milestone in young olive's life....


kim and i planned a date last sunday night.  as is our custom, we usually feed olive dinner, give her a bath, and put her to bed before leaving at about 7:30.

things started out normally enough - olive ate a fair amount at dinner, and i was in the early stages of giving her a bath when olive looked up at me with a slightly mischievous/concerned look on her face.  all of a sudden we had some new 'toys' floating in the bathtub with us.  yes, you guessed correctly - olive pooped in the bathtub.  it wasn't as bad as it could have been - i fished out our new friends and emptied out the water and did a little disinfecting.

while i was dealing with the tub olive decided that she wanted some milk. (this is about to become important)  so i filled the tub again, and this time kim decided to take a bath with her.  as an added bonus, all of the soap i used to clean the tub made some fun bubbles to play in.  the bath proceeds as normal, until olive quickly stands up and proceeds to vomit all of dinner (and possibly lunch, maybe even some breakfast) into the tub.  a couple of important notes - a) i'm not exaggerating when i say it was some exorcist level projection and b) because of all the bubbles, once it leaves olive's mouth, you can't actually see were it ends up in the water.

i will give her credit - kim was a trooper through all of it, she calmly handed me olive, got up out of the whitish puke water, and went into the shower.  i cleaned off olive the best i could and gave her to kim in the shower for a quick rinse.  but olive had one more trick up her sleeve - just after i handed her to kim she smiled up at her and peed all over her leg.

so there you have it, the night olive finally hit the body orifice trifecta.  if you are wondering, yes, we did go on our date.  and it was awesome... but not quite as memorable as the beginning of the night.