A Tree Falling in the Forest

Charlie came to visit me at work today while the M-o-m took care of some work related business. As we rolled down Capitol Hill towards my office with his stroller he slept. Then around the office to visit a couple folks and back to my desk for his 2 pm feeding. Like clock work he woke up, got fussy, needed to be changed and fed... no surprises. Normally when I feed him he is very neat and tidy. But, since I was at work in a suit and tie, rather than at home with jeans and a t-shirt, Charlie decided to have a little fun. He blurped up a truck load of formula and got my shirt, chair and floor. As he finished his meal and settled down his mother called to pick him up. So now I smell of formula with no one to blame it on and with no obvious cause. Ironically, Charlie managed to miss his own outfit so he smells fine.