Just so you know, this is gross...
So, the little munchkin was happy as could be yesterday...until 11:57pm when she woke up with a bed full of barf. I learned that it is impossible to console a vomit-covered toddler, especially when she is grabbing chunks of the stuff and hurling it across the room. Nasty. Smelly. Absolutely awful. And oddly hilarious, too. Apparently, I wasn't moving fast enough to get her cleaned up, so she decided to lend a helping hand. Lovely. Nothing like regurgitated breakfast sausage in the face to add some pep to your step. Oh yeah...the breakfast sausage...turns out she takes after little cousin Abe. Only she wants breakfast sausage for dinner, not for breakfast.
It's been a long day. Since midnight, the washer and dryer have been running almost non-stop, mostly because the kiddo was pretty much puking non-stop. At one point, every spare towel in the house had been used. I think nine loads of laundry were completed so far. And the day's not done yet...
The good news in all of this? The hubby is going to steam-clean the carpets. And he's considering the benefits of hard-surface flooring throughout the house.
Thursday, January 04, 2007
Smelly Sausage
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For some reason, this reminds me of when I threw up strawberry cheesecake that one Valentine's day about 12 years ago and dad had to clean the carpet in my room. Of course, dad had to clean the whole carpet, not just the vomit spot, meaning I had to sleep on the sofa. Maybe that's why I don't like strawberry cheesecake... Or Valentine's Day...
This reminds me of one night four years ago when both the kids and I had food poisoning, husband was out of town, and my (then) sister-in-law was due in town for a visit the next morning. The washer and dryer were going all night and I recall being so thankful that I actually had a washing machine and dryer in the house to be able to care for it all right away.
I read your blog every once in a while. Only ONCE in a while because some of your stories scare this new mom. 9 towels? ALL for vomit?!? :) It's not a DAILY thing is it? I really HATE doing laundry...
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