What was I thinking?

I should have known the five hour nap wasn't just my toddler teething. When I finally went to wake her up, she had a dirty diaper and boy was it stinky! Amazingly, that didn't tip me off either. It wasn't until we had the neighbors over for a nice steak dinner that it became all too clear to me, and everyone else, exactly what was going on. Just as everyone sat down and began eating, I took my fork in one hand, my knife in the other and then - it happened. My toddler projectile vomited all over herself. Yes, ladies and gentlemen. Dinner at our house is never boring. I'm not sure who I felt worse for, the toddler who was the one throwing up, or my neighbor who is 10 weeks pregnant and trying really hard not to.

That was the beginning of the fun 24 hour bug. She threw up every two hours until 8:00am the next day. The diapers continued for another two hours after that. And then, like magic, she was all better. Good as new. Singing and dancing like she'd never been better. Meanwhile, I'd been puked on 6 times and really needed a shower. We all did.

Tonight - much better. Clean sheets on the bed. Showers for all.