Even if Andrew had left the scene, I would have known who had done this by the glob of vomit in the floor. It's been four years since I've had a crawler in the house. I'm learning again what I can't leave around that a baby can get into.
When we were getting in my van today to head out, I was on one side buckling in Nate and noticed on the other side Andrew was chewing on something. Logan was standing in the middle of the van so I told him to reach in his mouth and pull it out. Logan did as I said (this is rare) and pulled it out. When I asked him what it was, Logan started gagging. He is definitely my son. Yucky stuff that looks bad or smells bad, he gags just like his mama. I bragged on Logan and started telling him things like to get his mind off of gagging. He started to cry b/c he thought he was going to vomit. I was just like this as a kid and am still that way. Poor baby!