If I thought the drive TO my in-laws was fun, the ride back was even more awesome. And by awesome, I mean HORRIBLE. We had stopped in Savannah to see JD’s sister and family, and as we were leaving, the MoonPie projectile vomited across three rooms. For five hours, I sat in the back of the van, holding her hair out of her face with one hand and a Walmart bag in the other. She was pitiful. She IS pitiful. I’ve heard this is a 24 hour bug that’s going around, so hopefully it will be gone soon.
Since eating dinner on the road was not an option, I was starving when I got home and promptly consumed my weight in chips and salsa. What are the chances I’m going to regret that decision sometime over the next few hours?
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Thanks for not posting pictures.
Poor Moon Pie I hope she is better today
hope she is alot better now tell her i love her
Hoping Rachel is all better by now and the rest of you don’t get it!!
Don’t beat yourself up, she only vomitted in two rooms! Bless ‘er heart!