Hug It, Baby!

OK, maybe my priorities are a bit out of whack but I'm very relieved that my daughter finally learned how to hurl properly.  The potty training wasn't going too well so I guess she went for the next best use of the plastic toilet - hugging the porcelain god.  Or, in this case, the plastic god.  You gotta admire her drive and determination at becoming a well-rounded little party girl.

I'm not sure how she figured this out because, quite frankly, her Daddy can handle his liquor.  So, she didn't get to this milestone from my example.  I do have my suspicions though.  There's only one other person in the house that is of legal drinking age so, evidently, I will need to begin looking for alcohol addiction treatment centers for my better half.

Regardless, my baby can yack!!