It's official

As of last night, I think we can safely say we've been christened as parents.  In other words, we've both been vomited on.  My initiation came several months ago (I'll spare you the photo of me drenched in mushed bananas that I sent to Spencer while he was at work that day) and Spencer's came last night.  Twice.  We felt so bad for little Clara, but the experience didn't seem to phase her.  We gave her a bath (her second that day) and some extra snuggles before bed, but this morning she's back to her dancing, singing, squealing little self.