(note: this blog entry is not intened to be read for persons consuming food or drink, or those generally squeamish.)
The Pumpkin Princess and I were driving to day care. I heard a sneeze, and whining which lasted for about three seconds.
Then I heard slurping sounds.
I did what any parent driving down a busy street with a baby in the backseat suspected of slurping what she'd sneezed would do. I continued driving as safely as I knew.
When we got to day care and I unbuckled her, she had dried ickiness around her lips. I tried not to think about what that suggested.