Did I sign up for this?

I was, once again, scarfing down my lunch before Little E awoke from his nap.  Like an annoying little nat, Big E was hovering around me, whining.  I gave him some pretzel chips in the hope that he would stop whining and let me finish my meal in peace.  He put a bunch of chips in his mouth and started chewing away.  He was also doing laps around the room.  He slipped and fell to the floor.  It was a good one, because he actually started crying.

I scooped him up and started trying to console him.  He looked me right in the face and at a distance of about three inches took a deep breath and coughed his semi-eaten pretzel chips right into my face.  Ugh.

I feel like I am on the parental version of the TV show Fear Factor.  The stuff I have endured in the past two years is unimaginable.

The only thing left to do is eat some live bugs.  Bring it on, Joe Rogan!

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