Barf

This morning I gave Stirling his milk just like usual, skipped my own breakfast so I could get to work more quickly, (I am teaching a science/math summer camp this week and next) and got Stirling loaded up in the car. We had driven about 8 blocks and Stirling threw up a little onto his shoulder. I thought, "well, that isn't that much, I'll just clean him up when we get to daycare." Then he threw up a little more, and a little more, then a lot more! I pulled over to assess the situation, still trying to convince myself that I would just wipe him off and we'd continue to daycare. Yeah right!! It was white, curdley, yuck, and it was all over the place. Barf covered Stirling and his car seat. His milk must have been bad. I had to turn around and go home. RJ was just getting in the shower and instead he helped me get the carseat out of the car, went to the store for water since we were out, got Gatorade for Stirling, and rinsed off the carseat. He ended up being pretty late for work. I am so glad to have such a helpful husband. He was my knight in shining armor (well, knight in shining undershirt!) Eventually I got Stirling cleaned up and got him back in the car in his swim suit since the car seat was sopping wet! I was able to get him out to daycare and continue out to the summer camp only 45 minutes late. I just can't believe the milk went bad already. The whole milk seems to spoil a lot faster than the 1% that RJ and I drink. I don't have a picture of the whole barfy situation (thank goodness!), so I'll just put another one of Stirling in the blog.
This is Stirling and his bear and lion. Usually bear stays upstairs, but this morning Stirling brought him down since he wasn't feeling well.