Poor baby. When I went in to get Kate this morning, humming in bed as usual, I noticed a distinct smell. Vomit. Everywhere. And I'm guessing that it was from early in the night, because it was well distributed and cold. Poor thing. So I grab her, toss her in the tub, while I start to wash off the sheets, etc, and throw them in the wash. Of course, as she's standing in the bubble bath, diarrhea. So, I grab her out of the tub and put her on her potty seat, where she waits a few minutes until adding to her tally. Now I'm cleaning the tub while she sits on the seat, because she still REALLY needs a bath, and now our tub does too. What a morning.
She's doing well now... no more incidents, but we didn't test with much until lunch. She was whimpering some after I put her down for a nap, but when I went in to check, no mess. Poor thing.
Sam's been quite a trooper, helping me grab things this morning and being a generally good boy while Mommy deals with Kate. I admit I feel much better post-nap!
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