Events devoid of puking, barfing, or vomiting of any sort.
Life has a funny way of going exactly the opposite direction than you've planned sometimes.
Charlie started Puke Fest 2009 late Friday night and the party is still going strong.
The first time your kid pukes, there's this little part of you that hopes and prays that it was just a fluke.
You ignore it.
You pretend everything is totally normal.
Somewhere in the back of your mind you worry that it's something more serious, but admission of sickness is the most certain way to make sure that it sticks around. Saying, or even thinking the word, "virus" is the quickest way to quarantine yourself to "The Sicky House".
So you put a happy smile on and go about your day like it won't happen again.
But then it does.
All down your shirt.
And into your shoes.
While you're eating lunch at a Mexican restaurant.
Leaving you no choice but to quickly scoop up your kids and rush out of the restaurant before it happens again.
...and with the realization that certain feminine undergarments have the unbelievable ability to hold a lot of puke.
So - We didn't get any yard work done this weekend. We didn't hang out with family or friends. And poor Avery didn't get to make it to the real pumpkin patch on Saturday.
Instead, she and David headed to the little church pumpkin sale down the street while Charlie and I de-pukified ourselves.
Thankfully, she's three and her pumpkin patch frame of reference is limited. She didn't seem to mind at all that there was no playground, corn maize, hayride, or petting zoo at this pumpkin patch.
She excitedly brought home her 4 pumpkin picks and showed the "Mommy", "Daddy", "Charlie" and "Avery" pumpkins to Charlie and me.
Then she and Charlie watched while David and I scooped out the insides and carved happy faces on each one.
Sure, it's early.
Sure, Halloween is still 10 days away.
Sure, they're going to rot waaaay before then.
But Avery had fun.
And sweet little Charlie managed to keep a sweet little grin on his sweet little face between puke sessions.
Because that's just his way.