Spit up

Yesterday afternoon, Stephen and I were sitting outside. Baley jumped on my lap to get pet. I pet her, I let Stephen pet her. He was doing a good job ruffling her fur and sometimes grabbing her legs (she's a very patient cat). And then, with no warning, Stephen spit up all over Baley and me. It was hilarious. I wish I could have captured the look on Baley's face. I couldn't stop laughing about it. Miraculously none of it got on Stephen, he has excellent aim.