Icing on the cake

I heard Oliver coughing a lot, went in and found him sitting sadly -but not calling for me- in a puddle of throw-up. A) really? B) what a champ, and C) how many times in his short life have I already mentioned what a frat-boy he will be. This is, I feel, further evidence.~~

On another, more palatable note, the meatloaf recipe is posted.