Texas Carrots

While we were in Texas, we stayed with our good friends the Hurckmans. They have two children now, one of them an infant.

Friday morning, around 11:00, Paul fed their son 6 oz. of milk, a jar of Gerber Babyfood Carrots and some cereal. He then played with him for 10 minutes or so. Eventually, he began to eye Jenny seated on the couch, so Paul passed him along to Jenny.

After just a minute or so, he began coughing. Jenny started to ask him what was wrong and he spit up a small bit of his carrots.

As Jenny began to lean in and wipe his chin with his bib, she started to say comforting words.

At precisely the funniest moment, with Jenny in mid-word, the projectile began. It covered Jenny. I began laughing as hard as possible and started applauding what I was seeing as I watched 4 strings of projectile carrot puke land on my wife's face, shirt, and pants.

Jenny was calm, finding it funny herself... and demanded I get the camera before she wiped herself off and proceeded to take her second shower before lunch.

This picture shows the scope of puke from her thigh to her face:


While this closer shot may allow you to see it clearer on her face, her right cheek and chin, covered in carrots, which didn't miss her mouth. She tasted them.


I had a great time preaching in Texas and seeing Paul and Candace, even eating Chick-Fil-A, but this is easily the most memorable and funny thing that happened.