So, both my kids have been spitters when they were small - Huck's obviously still in this...soggy phase of his life.
The real challenge with Huck is getting him to spit-up ON the spit-up rag. I wear them around the house, I hold them under his chin, I put them under his head. And yet, it's rare when he actually hits the rag. For instance, lying on his back on the floor, he squirms until the spit-up rag is twisted up around his head, then he leans over and throws up just on the other side of the rag. Or, the day I had the rag on my shoulder, and wouldn't you know it, it had a small hole in it, I put the hole out of the way and made sure there was plenty of fabric around his face, the boy actually leaned over and threw up IN the hole.
Lastly, today, I'm holding him, spit-up rag under his chin and across my hand and his chest. He leaned over and threw up....right down my sleeve.
And that, my friends, is why we call him Yucky Hucky.
The real challenge with Huck is getting him to spit-up ON the spit-up rag. I wear them around the house, I hold them under his chin, I put them under his head. And yet, it's rare when he actually hits the rag. For instance, lying on his back on the floor, he squirms until the spit-up rag is twisted up around his head, then he leans over and throws up just on the other side of the rag. Or, the day I had the rag on my shoulder, and wouldn't you know it, it had a small hole in it, I put the hole out of the way and made sure there was plenty of fabric around his face, the boy actually leaned over and threw up IN the hole.
Lastly, today, I'm holding him, spit-up rag under his chin and across my hand and his chest. He leaned over and threw up....right down my sleeve.
And that, my friends, is why we call him Yucky Hucky.