I am pregnant and, because of that, have dealt with my share of puke for the last few months. So when the vomit-monster rolls in, hubby is nice enough to deal with it. The only problem with that is that he always catches it.
So last night, Thumbelina had a relapse. And this morning, hubby is worshipping the porcelain god.
So our days of vomit aren't over yet...but at least this one can take care of it himself.