Our family went to a football game tonight at Campo Verde High. We have a nephew on the team and a cheerleader niece. They were cute, and Asher had a fun time running around the bleachers with his older cousins. This is not a set up to tell you that he split his head open again, although there were many times I thought that might occur.
When we were leaving, Asher pitched a big fit. Huge. He usually lets us know that he is upset, but he gets over it pretty quickly. This time, he didn't stop shaking and crying until he was almost buckled in his car seat. He only stopped freaking out to THROW UP. Yes. He worked himself up so much that he actually lost what little dinner he decided to eat tonight. So there was barf in our car. I still have some sanitizing to do, but it is cleaned up. I needed a break. I didn't want to add to the mess.
That is not the worst part, though. His barf smelled like Doritos. We don't have Doritos in our house, but there were plenty on the ground at the football game.