Last night we decided to show our school spirit and go to a Notre Dame football game (where Patrick teaches). Caroline loved watching the cheerleaders, and we we enjoying the great FAll weather! At halftime I got up to walk around with Caroline, and while on our walk I heard a sound, much like someone dumping an entire glass of water out behind me. I turned Caroline around realizing that it was her throwing up just as she proceeded to throw-up down the front of me. (So now I have throw-up all down the back AND front of me....while high school-ers look on in disgust). I grabbed Patrick and home we went (oh... but not before I made him give me the shirt off his back, since mine was soaked in throw-up.... NOw that's LOVE!!) We figured she had just gotten shaken up, BUT after three more rounds of puking at home and two sets of sheets going in the washing machine, along with FOUR of my shirts) we started to get worried. The last round of puking was so thick she was gagging and we were afraid that she would choke in her sleep, SO her Dear ole Dad slept on the floor right beside her crib so he would be there in case she got sick again! Thankfully she didn't! We are happy to report she is doing much better today, and while we were not excited about this new first, we handled it well, and Patrick proved once again what a Fabulous DADDY he is! We are happy you are on the mend little C!
Once again the Happy Camper!
sporting a MoHawk in the tub!
Once again the Happy Camper!
sporting a MoHawk in the tub!








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