Well, we spent our Sunday evening with Rudy and Becky eating all sorts of wonderfully bad foods and watching the Super Bowl. Carter and Kari, and their daughter, Kenzie, were invited over to join in the fun. They are REAL Steelers fans. They wore their jerseys and waved their "terrible towels" and Kari even made a cake (YUM!) with the Steelers and their insignia on it. Neal is a fan of the game and Keri rooted for the Cardinals to create opposition and side with the underdog. Sophie had fun running around the house and playing with Oma, Opa, Tracer, their dog, and Kenzie.
We got to bed a bit late for our sweet Sophie but life is like that sometimes. Sadly we woke to coughing and whimpering at 4 a.m. and saw that Sophie had thrown-up for the first time in her young life. For the next two hours approximately we held her and let her vomit into towels several times while the other parent cleaned up and got laundry going. Poor kid and poor us--no one loves the smell of vomit. She took it all in stride though. She'd sit up and heave and usually after 3 hurls she'd sign "finished" and we'd get the next towel ready. She finally was able to relax enough to get back to sleep without much more trouble. Poor Neal got up and headed to work as usual and Keri has been enjoying a rather chipper, sick kid who is keeping things down for now but isn't eating or drinking a whole lot either. The nurse said it probably wasn't too much junk food from last night but the flu since she wasn't eating much still. Well wishes to Sophie!
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It is so hard when little ones throw up. Garren has learned an advantage of being hurt/sick. otter pops. He has been known to fake some injuries. I am trying to get him to understand, people just eat them when they are okay too.
hope she feels better....
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