Barf

It has been a while since one of children barfed... Thankfully for me.

Today while out dress shopping with my sister I get a call from my daughter Emily's school, informing me that she had threw up in class. I immediately thought-- How sad, the poor little thing must be so embarrassed. Then my mom brain kicked in and I thought poor thing--How did she get sick. when she left for school she was OK. Not a hint of sickness.

So we went to school and picked her up. Knowing that she is not feeling well, I still decide that we only have one more store and that I would hate to have gone to all them other stores and not the last one. So I drag my sick child into the dress store. We were there for a little while until she just couldn't take it anymore. Emily started to cry, saying that her tummy hurts. So my sister to us home where I tell her to change into her Jammie's.

I get her to fall asleep and i leave her with her dad so I can run to the store and get some Gatorade for Emily. When i return I find them all fast asleep, but they woke up the instant I thought that I might have a second to rest.

My daughter has continued to barf and I am not enjoying are long awaited reunion. ( me and the barf)