I told you not to have that third beer, baby

Poor baby, she just didn't know her limit.

I was working on the computer the other day; paying bills and such (but not blogging, of course not), while Elise was playing in the office behind me. I didn't pay too much attention when she ran out of the room briefly, but the picture above is what greeted me when I turned around to see what she had been up to.

Her baby looking like she was blowing chunks into Elise's (unchristened) potty.

I think we can all relate to how baby must be feeling.