It's the Middle of the Night

A riddle for you:

What's more disgusting than revisiting your own partially digested Mexican food?

Answer:

Revisiting the partially digested Mexican food of your child, in the middle of the night. Will woke up last night in a pool of stale vomit. Apparently he threw up and kept sleeping for an hour or so, which meant an emergency bath at midnight to remove the vomit in his hair and glued to his face. I have never witnessed anything so disgusting in my life. I have never before felt the overwhelming urge to do laundry at 12:30 am. I have never wished so fervently that my husband did not possess the gift of Sleeping Through Everything That Happens in the Middle of the Night.

Comments

[morganbosley]

I would put this on the "bad thing" list!