So today I wanted to go on a run with Sully in the jogging stroller. I got him all situated with a blanket and his "sofie" the giraffe toy. Then I ran and he fell asleep. When we got back home I took him out and didnt see the giraffe ANYWHERE. My heart sank because that's not a cheap toy to just drop somewhere in a ditch. I understand that may be an exaggeration but still, he loves the toy. For about a minute I came to terms with it being gone but then I quickly decided that we were going to hop in the car and FIND THAT TOY. I drove along the road and didn't see it until I came to a red light and then BOOM there it was laying in the middle of the sidewalk along a busy road. I had no place to turn into to get it, I watched a lady jog past it and I was honestly worried she might steal it. I finally parked and ran through muddy grass with Sully on my hip to get the toy. I was very happy with myself. After a good scrubbing "Sofie" is as good as new.
The other funny thing happened at Starbucks. I was waiting for my drink to be made with Sully in my arms and I felt the telltale warm liquid run down my arm. I grabbed a napkin and wiped my arm and Sully's mouth. I got my drink and then sat with my husband for a little bit while he was studying. As I walked out I noticed a familiar white chunky liquid on one of the arm chairs (fabric one). Turns out that small spit up I had wiped off me was actually much larger and left a small pile of spit up on the chair. I felt bad for not cleaning it up sooner.