Sunday, June 17, 2012

Curing My Phobias

After spending a nice day with her granddad, who she finds fascinating, and assorted other relations, LB capped her day off by vomiting spectacularly as we crossed the Bay Bridge.  I think it was my first trip across the bridge that didn't involved closed eyes and white knuckles.  Good to know that mopping up vomit is very distracting.

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