Sugar and Spice and…Uh Oh

So I was sititng on the couch this afternoon, feeding the baby and minding my own business, when a loud, frightening noise emanated from below.  Since Shannon is my second child, I was not disturbed by this, and I kept reading my novel and feeding her.  At some point, she stopped feeding and several more unpleasant noises came to my ears.  I placed her over my shoulder to burp her.  Suddenly, a waterfall of spit-up rolled down the back of my shirt (thankfully, it was one of Tom’s…hehe).

I picked Shannon up to go back into my bedroom to change my shirt.  I just happened to glance in the bathroom mirror, and this is what I saw:

Upon removal of her (now completely destroyed) onesie, here is the sight that greeted my eyes:

Not to worry–everything came out all right in the wash.  : )