Tuesday Morning - 6:25am
Husband walks into youngest daughter's room to wake her up for school...upon entering he smells THAT smell, you know what I'm talking about...
Youngest daughter wakes up: Daddy, there's something WET in my bed!!
Husband: What?! What is it? Did you go potty?? (really confused because luckily we've NEVER had that problem)
YD: Oh no, I throwed up last night. (she says this very nonchalantly) (I also know "throwed" is not a word...and so does she, but she chooses to use it!)
Husband: What?! Why didn't you call for us?
YD: I didn't know if I was supposed to. I feel fine though.
A few minutes later....
Me: Why didn't you go to the restroom??
YD: I didn't have to potty!!!!
So yeah, our kid threw up in her bed SOMETIME during the night...because hello people...she DIDN'T need to potty...didn't bother to yell for us so we could clean it up...she totally slept in a vomit filled bed all night. I then threw up myself when I cleaned it...it was an awesome morning I tell ya! I gave her a friendly reminder that if you ever feel like you're going to throw up, go to the restroom!! Even if you don't have to potty!!
3 comments:
Hahaha! So it isn't really funny, but stuff like this happens all the time at my house.
omg sick!! you should have made Manny clean it up!
LMAO ... now THIS is what I truly miss about not working with you every day ... I miss hearing all these lovely stories. =0)
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