frazzled

You may think this post relates to Thad, who at this very moment is intellegently checking to find the room in which is defense will be held tomorrow. But no, Almost Dr. Carlson seems cool as a cucumber. On the other hand, I have twice this week found myself in the ridiculous situation of trying to feed Nate lunch quickly. This worked rather well today, but round one was a big mess. Literally. Nate's definitely a messy eater, but this was by far his messiest meal to date. And to make matters worse, he kept laughing while he was eating, showing us his lovely pureed lentils and often spewing them at us. But his laughing spew didn't hold a candle to his sneezing spew, which came close to the end of his meal. All in all, we were only 15 minutes behind (thanks to Thad who seemed to have nothing better to do than wipe food off of Nate, his chair, and the dining room), and Nate had a very fun and exciting lunch.