I love Pirate's Booty.
When I need a little salty afternoon pick me up, they're there for me. When I need a quick treat to throw in a baggy and snack as I drive, they're my go to grab.
I think Baby A's body doesn't agree with them. I think they give her the runs and the spews. I've noticed a trend that the few times she's purged and squirted, it's been mysteriously related to a recent gobble of Pirate's Booty.
After Monday nights episode of foul smelling white poops and ralphers all over Dad's work clothes, I'm willing to cut whatever it takes from her diet. Ahoy, matey. Yar' goin in the trash.