Today, upon his return from daycare, in the moment between stopping the car in our driveway, and unbuckling the kid from his seat, Griffin apparently had the puke to end all pukes. I say apparently, because I was at work at the time, and missed all the fun!
I came home to a different kind of fun.
You know how car seats have a "removable, washable cover?" Well, how many of you have ACTUALLY removed and washed that cover? I'd hazard to guess not bloody many of you, because you need a fracking PHD in car-seat cover removology to get the damn thing off! I DID finally figure it out. I have taken the car seat ENTIRELY apart. Buckles, straps, do-dads, all have been removed and laundered, or hosed down, or disinfected. The entire thing was soaked, stuff dripping down into crevices I didn't even know the car seat had. AWESOME!!
Just before I went ape-shit, I did stop for a brief moment to snap a few photos, figuring I'd never figure out how the hell to put it back together if I didn't. Even then, it may be a trick. We might be home-bound for a few days while I figure out how to put this thing back together...
At least we have this wickedness to enjoy:
These are out other new friends, who will protect us from evil winter winds to come. Aren't they pritty?