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Saturday, February 10, 2007 

Thanks, Moms

So I was sitting in the living room with the 4 B kids one morning before heading out to school when the 3-year-old started getting choked up. It was pretty obvious the kid was going to throw up, so the other 3 B kids ran away screaming while I sat frozen in terror of what was about to project out. As I sat helplessly, I spied Mrs. B running toward the splash zone just as the kid was coughing it up.

It was at this moment my respect for moms everywhere took a giant leap.

She caught the little guy's puke in her hand!

She cupped her hand in front of his mouth, caught all he could spew up, and asked him if he was okay.

That was pretty much the most hardcore thing I've ever seen, and I've seen all the Rambo movies and 5 of the Rocky movies.

Dude, moms are hardcore.

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