Walker's new favorite thing is to sit on Travis' shoulder and hold on to his head. He loves to be high up where he can see everything. So last night, Travis picked Walker up from a desperate sprint for the stairs and sat him on his shoulder. Suddenly I heard Trav cry out.
Walker, apparently, was bitter about his escape being foiled and retaliated with his only defense: he barfed on the top of Daddy's head. There stood Travis mouth agape in horror, barf dripping down the side of his face.
It was AWESOME!