Earlier today Ella and I took a ride out to my Sister In Laws house in Warrenton. Beth wanted to see the new Thirty One Catalog and Janet wanted to play with Ella. Ella was her usually self, playing, eating, eating some more. After a few hours, we loaded up in the car and headed home. She seemed pretty content in the car, watching Elmo, checking out the "strucks".

I decided at the last minute to make a stop at Target for some necessities...as we started to pull into the parking lot I noticed Ella was falling asleep. Wanting to be able to take advantage of that, I turned the car around and headed towards the house. For whatever reason I decided to take the "backway" and as I drove, I hear that unmistakable sound of a person getting ready to hurl. I look in the rearview mirror and see my daughter covered in puke and it just kept on coming! Of course, there is no where to stop and finally I pull into a subdivision (did you know you could totally squeal tires in a minivan?). I wiped her off the best I could with wipes and her beloved "blanket".

The stench was horrendous. Here I am 9 months pregnant, I've already got the "dog nose" thing going on, smelling this. I've got all the windows rolled down, hanging out the window like one of those dogs you see. I start to feel raindrops and start praying that it doesn't down pour. I would of gotten really wet because there was no way I was rolling up those windows.

Got home, stripped Ella in the garage and left the mess for my dear husband to contend with when he got home. Bathed Ella and she zonked out in my lap. She had a few more episodes but I'm hoping that she got whatever it was out of her system. She is now sleeping soundly, hopefully for the remainder of the evening.

First time I've had to deal with "big girl" vomit! Nasty, nasty, nasty. Daddy came home and hosed off the car seat in the front yard. Padding has been washed and everything is starting to smell fresher around here.

Good times!!