I am Grumpy Moe, today – what? No, not because of politics. Or elections. No, it’s because while my youngest child inherited a very good set of genes generally from my wife he also, alas, inherited her -2 saving throw versus vomiting. I was up until 2, and then got to be up again at 3:30 for the real upchuck cleanup.
Yup, that’s some real blogging, there. Raw blogging. Uncompromising. Blogging with nothing to lose… what? Yes. Yes, I’ll shut up now and have another cup of coffee.
Moe Lane
My son once swallowed something he shouldn’t have so I gave him some ipecac. Nothing happened so we went to the hospital. As we were pulling into the parking spot, he let loose like it was the Exorcist. It was everywhere across the back seat. I cleaned it up with hand towels and a leaky plastic bag while he waited with his mom in the hospital.
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My daughter once puked down the side of her bed in the middle of the night, all down the mattress, box spring and across all the toys and clothes she is forever leaving out everywhere. I was up at 2 am trying to get chunks of vomit out from between the bed slats and the frame with a butter knife.
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I feel your pain.
I don’t know why children can’t puke in a toilet like a normal person.
Because they haven’t learned the signs of impending vomiting yet, obviously.
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Mew
Why has evolution not made this an innate instinct yet, like nursing or crying? This is why I’m a creationist…
Because evolution is a blind, deaf, drunken fool with no sense of smell, bumbling around in a darkened laboratory…?
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Or, if you prefer, because there’s not enough survival advantage in running to the porcelain altar for it to have made a difference yet?
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I would point out that, by your definition, the creation is .. deliberately effed up, and therefore the creator makes more sense as a blind, deaf, drunken fool … No offense.
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Mew
“It” Just Got Real In Moe Lane’s House
I have that gene.
I have a +25 saving throw versus vomiting, for I have an stomach made of steel! But a -25 saving throw versus allergies.
Nothing like the middle of the night vomitting child, last trip to Disney ended that way.
Had that happen on a trip once. Dead of night, hours on the interstate, finally found a hotel with a vacancy. Child got to the hotel room and .. hosed down the place.
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I was fully prepared to kiss the feet of the desk clerk who said we could move to another room, if he’d wanted.
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Mew