After a mostly uneventful Monday, Meg threw up all over the car on our way back from Costco (where I picked up our Christmas cards, sorry folks for the delay). She then proceeded to have a terrible night of throwing up and crying. It. Was. Terrible. I'm likely off to the pediatrician's again this morning. Poor little girl. She would relax for a little bit then cry out in pain. A few times I half convinced myself we were headed to the emergency room, only for her to settle down again and sleep for an hour or so.
Andy, blissfully, slept through the whole mess. Poor guy though. This was our week to play on "in-cation" and I have a feeling it's not going to be too much fun.
P.S. Anyone know how to wash the straps on a Britax Roundabout? The cover comes off easily, but those straps are sure nasty right now.