...because I'm not in the business of finger-pointing, but somebody just threw up all over me. Somebody apparently doesn't know how to handle it when snot gathers in his throat and disrupts his ability to breathe and swallow properly. So this little somebody got a bewildered look on his face, coughed, gagged, and let his breakfast loose on both of us. Fortunately, his breakfast consisted of breast milk, and more breast milk (was that a giveaway?), so clean up was minimal.
That's right, we're in the depths of a little annual tradition we like to call "The pre-Christmas Cold". Three persons down, four to go.