Darn, we had an exposive vomiting episode in the back seat of the car and SILLY ME I didn't even think to take pictures! (As soon as I got on the freeway my seven year old tells me he needs to throw up, like I can do anything about it then. I cleaned up the majority of it and payed my 11 year old $10 to clean up the rest) (money well spent)
I don't have photo proof, but headrests saved my husband's life. The kid who "blew" was in the furthest back seat of the van. I, however, was happily on a women's retreat and had nothing to do with the incident or the subsequent cleanup.
you could have photographed the vomit on the floor. or the furniture. a study in time through vomit-stains on the upholstery.
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ReplyDeleteBetter not let Simon see this.
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ReplyDeleteBwaa-ha-ha! I thought of you this morning when I saw that cartoon! TMI, as the young folks say...
ReplyDeleteDarn, we had an exposive vomiting episode in the back seat of the car and SILLY ME I didn't even think to take pictures!
ReplyDelete(As soon as I got on the freeway my seven year old tells me he needs to throw up, like I can do anything about it then. I cleaned up the majority of it and payed my 11 year old $10 to clean up the rest) (money well spent)
You have pictures?!?
ReplyDeleteI don't have photo proof, but headrests saved my husband's life. The kid who "blew" was in the furthest back seat of the van. I, however, was happily on a women's retreat and had nothing to do with the incident or the subsequent cleanup.