Joe Corey is no longer quite that expectant of a slacker. He's really a Slacker Dad of a baby girl named Josie. This journal covers his journey of discovery as a stay at home dad.
Sunday, August 29, 2010
What do the French think?
This morning I give the baby a little banana piece. Barely a nibble and she proceeds to puke like Linda Blair in the Exorcist. Except instead of pea soup, i'm getting the milk she drank earlier. And it's not merely milk, it's turned into some sort of internal fused cheese product that smell hideous. I'm not sure, but I'm guessing there ought to be some sort of freaky foodies who have come up with recipes involving "Baby Gut Cheese." I however will never partake in such a meal. Something are meant to be hosed off you and into the gutter. Although if "Baby Gut Cheese" sells for $400 an ounce, I'm putting the baby to work for the Sicko Secret Dinner Club.
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