This morning started very early.
1 am early.
I was awakened by the sounds of a barely 2 year old girl sobbing. I found her sobbing between barfs. After a carefully timed rescue/clean up mission, we sat (on several layers of blanket) on the couch. I just tried to calm her down. Vomit smells bad, feels worse coming up and is a frightening way to wake up.
We go through the barf, remove top layer of blanket routine a few times before it looks like the worst has subsided. (ps It hadn't) Suddenly my son's voice floats through the house.
He sounds completely awake; his voice is clear and not slurred from sleep at all. "So THAT'S how you do it!"
A few seconds later. "I see how it works." "That's cool!" He really sounded like he had discovered the secret of life.
Unfortuantely, I was still doing the barf/clean dance when he woke up and I didn't get the chance to ask him about it before he forgot his dream. Too bad.
Be on the watch for my next article....."Socialized medicine sucks.....Military Health Care at its worst." Extra points if you correctly guess how many hours it took for me to get someone to look at my daughter. Double if you can tell what her record for screaming nonstop in the ER was.