This little guy had it out for me the other day. I think he spit up on me every time I held him for more than 2 seconds! The first time we were at Kohl's and I wasn't expecting it. So in my surprise (and disgust), I started yelling for Phyllis to take him - I believe my exact words were, "Help! Oh my gosh! SOMEONE take him!" I looked up and this couple was just laughing at me. Phyllis was on the other side of the children's department. I figured it would be better to have his mom rescue me than a complete stranger. I don't need to be responsible for a "Code Adam" or "Amber Alert" or whatever. No thank you sir.