Hanging out in bed, the three of us, the Boo in the middle. There might have been an iPad involved — hard to recall now.
The hubs sneezed. Well, not really. Rather, a sound with a thousand pointy edges exploded from his face. Twice, I think.
Rarely have I seen the Boo scramble so quickly.
He didn’t quite cling to me, but he wanted to be very very near me, and not his Daddy. (A rare occurance when both of us are around.) Keep in mind that his pronouns are still mostly reversed as I tell you what he said over and over: “You don’t like that sound.”
Neither do I, Boo. Neither do I.
Mama-Come-Lately 
Haha, my son is terrified of any loud noises–the bath water, the vacuum, a motorcycle. However, a sneeze has never done him in yet. 🙂 How old is your son?