I am pretty sure that the Mother of the Year Award was yanked away from me just now.
Little Diva doesn’t have the greatest of appetites, so she doesn’t eat a lot. A little while ago she asked for another cup of milk. (I know better than to give her that much. But she said she was thirsty and really wanted more. “What’s another half a glass going to hurt?” I think to myself.)
So, just now Little Diva walks into the kitchen, looks up at me sadly and then proceeds to throw up the “too much” milk that she just drank.
What does a good mother say in that circumstance? I have no idea. My response however was a very sympathetic, “OH GROSS!!”
Yeah. Good thing the good (vomit cleaning) parent was home too.