Scene: The breakfast table. Jamie muttering happily to himself in his bouncy chair, deciding whether to demand More Food Now! The Fool and I drinking coffee.
From the hallway:
SPOOT: Hurrf! Hurrf! Hurrf! Yarrrf! (and other cat vomiting noises!)
FOOL: Spoot! Oh no! Poor girl. How are you?
ME: Is it bad?
FOOL: No, it's on the hardwoods. Actually, it's not so bad at all, now that we're taking care of a baby.
(Thanks for all the comments re: diaper bag. We've come up with some solutions about how better to use the backpack as well - but after yesterday's adventures, the main problem with the bag is not what's in it, but that it's not waterproof. I'll let the Fool discuss. Closing in on a sock foot, resurrecting a dormant project. Pictures to come.)