True Love

The other day I was talking with people who don't have kids and they asked me about the grossest experience I've had with Otto to date. I thought about it for a bit and then said 'When he threw up in my mouth. Amazingly, my first reaction was not 'Gross, get the heck away from me.' Instead I was like 'Oh man, I hope this little guy is ok'. Granted, still, quite possibly, the most disgusting thing I've ever experienced in my life; however, if it had been anyone else, I probably would have socked them one or at least been utterly disgusted. With Otto, I was not. I was simply overwhelmed with concern. That, my friends, is true love.