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At LS's age, life is full of firsts. Some better than others of course.

Last night at dinner, LS had a look that said "Um, I think I just saw dinner again". This, of course, as dinner streamed out of her mouth for what seemed like a really. long. time.

We were eating over at our friends house, and luckily the feeding seat that she uses there has a tray. With a lip. A big one.

Our friends have kids of their own, and they immediately sprang into action into what seemed like a well-rehearsed protocol for a disaster recovery plan.

This came as we were pretty close to heading home anyway. Just after we adults got to have some dessert. LS, if you were holding out until the end - thanks, you're a trooper.

So, thus went LS's first vomiting. Yay.

After a quick cleanup and pack-up, we headed out for the 10 minute drive home.

About 5 minutes into the drive, I was looking in the rearview at LS and she gave me a look that said "Um, I think I just saw lunch again". Yep, another first. First vomit during a car ride. We didn't think there could have been much left after the first
eruption. We were wrong. Mamãe was able to clean her up some with the napkins from the glove compartment (and the hat LS had been wearing), but the poor thing had to ride the rest of the 5 minutes sitting in her newly discovered 6 hour-old lunch.

We got her in, took off her clothes in the tub, and decided to give her a quick bath, check her temperature, etc. Her temp was good, and the quick bath got the sticky inside-outs cleaned off.

An abbreviated night-time bed routine and she was tucked happily into bed.

For a half hour anyway. We heard her crying, and Mamãe got there first. And there was LS, on all fours, staring down and imploring her breakfast how it could have betrayed her like this - as it sat there where she had been laying moments earlier.

"The third time is a charm" is a saying that's supposed to mean something. Happily in this case it meant "LS is done vomiting".

Mamãe was well prepared for this final time. LS had been put in two-piece pajamas instead of one piece, and had been put to bed with a changing pad under where she lays her head.

Cleaned, changed, and put in bed a final time, LS then slept the rest of the night. Although she would moan from time to time, and she was checked on a half-dozen times or so (Papai stays up later at night anyway).

Thus ended LS's episode. For us there was laundry; airing the car out in windy 15 degree weather; taking the car seat out, cleaning it off, taking off it's cover, and washing that.

LS slept late, and her "morning" nap went until about 1:30pm (and only because we went in to get her and make sure her eating schedule didn't get too far off). She seems in fine spirits now.

She's not even complaining about the bland meals of oat cereal, crackers, bananas, and water. She probably, like us, is just happy that it stay on the inside where it belongs.