First, I realized there was something wet in my mouth that wasn't there just seconds before. Next I registered a slightly sweet taste in my mouth. Then wetness around my face and neck and hair. Slowly, I realized you'd puked on me. Not just on me but. In. My. Mouth.

Last night, when your dad came home from work, you discovered the little hairs above the collar of his shirt, and tried to pull them out. It made you smile so much, he let you do it until his skin was red.