Last night poor Anna had an upset stomach. I found her asleep in her crib, covered in green bean and carrot vomit (extra gross). At first I thought she had choked (Josh will attest to my scream) but she opened her eyes a moment later and smiled up at me like, "What's your problem!?" This, despite having puke all over her face, in her ears, up the back of her head... basically in every conceivable crack and crevice. The only solution was a late night bath administered by good old Dad. Anna loved every second of it. Of course, she earned it. Poor little girl.
Saturday, October 20, 2007
Upset Tummy
Last night poor Anna had an upset stomach. I found her asleep in her crib, covered in green bean and carrot vomit (extra gross). At first I thought she had choked (Josh will attest to my scream) but she opened her eyes a moment later and smiled up at me like, "What's your problem!?" This, despite having puke all over her face, in her ears, up the back of her head... basically in every conceivable crack and crevice. The only solution was a late night bath administered by good old Dad. Anna loved every second of it. Of course, she earned it. Poor little girl.
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This is so funny/cute/scary/gross all at the same time! Poor Anna. Or poor Laura, in this case!
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