Yesterday the inevitable happened. We have been fortunate to never have had a vomiting episode outside of the home. Well, yesterday was our day! We were in the back of the gym for Stake Conference and sweet little Boston was sitting on my lap. He told me his tummy 'didn't feel right' and about one minute later it was all over me, him and the floor. I tried to catch it in my skirt. When that happens you are not sure what to do for a second. You really see people's true colors come out. Bruce jumped into action and took Boss out and I headed for paper towels. A sweet lady in front of us didn't miss a beat and was down on her hands and knees cleaning it up, along with Olivia.
On the other hand, a man in the hall was watching us and when he saw my skirt and realized what happened, he started backing away with a mortified look on his face! Can't really blame him.
I am so grateful for the mystery lady who helped out and other good people like her. I hope I would be as charitable in such a situation! She was a great example. There is a lot of good in the world.
Boston is back to himself today--thankfully.
Life would sure being boring without our little gaggle!
