UPDATE: How's this for irony? Tonight, the very night I posted the case of the yucks blog post, we head to Dewey's Pizza in Lakewood, a family favorite. I'm parking the car after the 30-minute drive to get there, and what does Cody do but puke all over - and I mean ALL OVER - the car.
We're a ways from home and it's decision time so we started taking in the facts: The wait at Dewey's was 30-40 minutes. Cody is covered in vomit. We have spare clothes in the trunk. He's also acting much better. We haven't been to Dewey's in a long time.
So we ask ourselves a core gut-check question, "what would good parents do in a case like this?" The obvious answer is "go home and eat celery" Naturally, we proceed to do the opposite. We sit, eat pizza and even give a little crust and a little dessert to Cody.
On our way home, not five blocks from the restaurant, Cody pukes all over the car again. We're still cleaning up the mess.
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