Comments: In Fours

Welcome home! I hope she feels better. There's nothing like being home with your sweeties, puking or not. Although not puking is better. So, I hope Maisy gets well soon.

Posted by Beth Skarupa at January 26, 2005 12:55 AM

Oh no, poor Maisycakes. I hope she is feeling better and that for heaven's sake no puke got on your shoes! ;)

Posted by Mir at January 26, 2005 9:53 AM

Leave it to the little one to remind you of what's truly real!

Isn't the Panhandle a hoot?

Posted by Kestralyn at January 26, 2005 11:43 AM

Awww... poor kid! And what a day!

Posted by Heather at January 26, 2005 1:32 PM

Poor little sweetie. At least she got to throw up on Mommy. :) I would never throw up when I was a kid unless Mom was there to hold my hair back and give me something to settle my tummy afterward.

Posted by Jensgalore at January 26, 2005 1:52 PM

WHY do children always pick the moment when you are tired and or dressed nicely to puke? Is it deliberate? Or just a nasty joke on God's part? Owen decided to pull the same manuver at two thirty in the morning the other day. I loved it. REALLY. He's lucky he's cute, that's all I have to say.

Posted by Amy at January 26, 2005 1:58 PM

warm gingerale, and cool cloth on forehead...
all for poor Maisy...

hope she feels better soon enough to stand by the bedroom window again!

Posted by dee at January 26, 2005 2:56 PM

Bless her little heart, and yours, too. Y'know how children spell relief? M-O-M-M-Y. Some things never change, and thank God for that!

Posted by David at January 26, 2005 3:14 PM