Well, I decided I had better blog about this before it's too late. It's such an important subject, you know, how would you all live without hearing about Genna's spit up? :)
Let's start here, with her first spit up, while we were still in the hospital. She quickly realized that Dad was her favorite person to spit up on (especially during church...on his suit...)
Here is a beautiful close-up of what we loving call the "Spit Up Goatee." Self-explanatory.
This one shows off what happens when Genna spits up, I don't see it right away, and she decides to crawl right through it. All of her clothes now have black tummies. At least she is smiling!
Here is the evidence, when I did catch her before finger-painting in it.
And, last but certainly not least, the evolution of spit up. Anyone want to guess what she had for lunch?