The cute outfits are on, hair is done, food is prepared and we're headed to Gama's to celebrate the 4th of July in style on the bay. This is us in what we'll call the "before" picture.
Umm, that is until 5 minutes before we arrive. Tyler is driving the girls and I am in his car following him. All of a sudden he pulls over and jumps out of the car with his shirt over his nose gagging and motioning for me to pull over. Pearson had PROJECTILE vomited all over herself, the car, her car seat, everything within a couple feet of her. Panic set in, poor girl! We rush to Ty's mom's and get her out of the car narrowly missing the urge to puke ourselves. I will spare of the details of how we cleaned up, but sufficed to say it involved a hose, spray & wash, a bath, and the washing machine. I'd say we spent hours cleaning and worrying about Pea who seemed to be fine for most of the rest of the day. I don't think I even got one good picture! So sad, but Cay Sera Sera such is life. Oh and I missed the fireworks. Oh, and I got egg on my face literally (from the belated family egg toss game missed at Easter on account of RAIN because yes it's still COLD here in Seattle...) On a lighter note, I did have some good conversation and got to be with family and friends including my brother Chase and his super fun girlfriend Megan. However, that being said: Next year I'm hoping to be telling a different story! Today is Pearson's third birthday party, hoping for a vomit-free & actually fun day...
Happy 4th, everyone!! (she says with a wink and a half-smile-see below right before I was creamed...)
(The Dynasty is not dead. Quote from my man...)
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