I have tears running down my face, you poor bastard Trent LMAO
I was quite lucky one night when Marcus was about 3 months. Laura had woken up to feed him and she asked me to get her a glass of water. I walk to the kitchen get a glass of water, walk back to the bedroom and discover that the little guy had exploded all over my pillow, right where my head would of been had my wife not asked for a drink.