6 years ago at Thanksgiving, my son began puking half way to my in-law's house. For 4 hours, Hubby drove while my one-year-old vomited all over me. So when my 3-year-old started puking 2 hours into our 8 hour drive, I instantly remembered that awful drive years ago and was determined not to experience it again. I rented a car and drove home while Hubby continued on to see his family with the 3 healthy children. See N, all smiles? See the spaghetti vomit on her chin? She's smiling because her mom pulled off the highway to take a picture of her in front of the CO sign. Omg. And yes, she vomited in the rental car as well. Luckily my parents were willing to babysit while I took it to the car wash to have it detailed. If I took it in it was $50. If I had paid them to take it in, it would have been $150. And my parents did an entire load of puked on laundry for me while I was gone. Mom and Dad to the rescue! ...
just what's going on with us