PUKE FEST 2009: For the love of all things holy

It all started at approximately 7 pm Friday night. Journalling of the activities involved in Loren's sickness were tracked on Facebook. I thought I would use those to clearly express the last 24 hours:

Friday at 7 pm:Note to Self: If your child says, "Mama, my stomach hurts. I think I'm gonna throw up." Do not, I repeat, DO NOT use hugging as a form of comfort.

Friday at 8, 8:15, 8:30, 8:45, etc: Part Two: Now I understand why my mom always put a bowl by my bed. Dang it; the things we learn too late.

Saturday Morning at 10 am: Part Three of the Puke Family Saga: "I feel better, Mama. Can I have some milk?" Should be answered with, "No, Love, when you throw it up, which you eventually will, the 3 glasses of milk I gave you will look like a small lake of cottage cheese."

Saturday at 5 pm after a 5 hours nap: Installment Four of PukeFest 2009: Blue Gatorade is just as bad as milk on the return trip.