The sick

I went to bed last night with a bad toothache. I finally fell asleep around 1, at 4 I was awoken by the usual crying from miss Payton. I went into her room to change her diaper, fill er bottle, rub her back or whatever it was she needed tonight. As I approached her room I smelled something very unpleasant to say the least. I found her sitting up in bed covered in puke. I stripped her clothes off , gave her a sponge bath, changed her bum and tucked her neatly in bed beside her daaeee (daddy in Paytonese in case you all were wondering lol). Then I stripped the bed, washed a new bottle and climbed back into bed. I lay there for a while rubbing P's back and then I had one of those mommy feelings. You all know what I am talking about the kind you get when the kids are outside playing and you get this overwhelming urge to check on them only to find them dumping buckets of dirt into the rain barrel. So anyways I just felt like I should grab a towel and bring it to bed just in case. Good thing I did cause when I got up at 5 to pee (thank you to the 3 children who have destroyed any ability I ever had to go more than 3 hours without peeing) I had just closed the bathroom door when Colin yelled "honey come quick!". I got there just in time to see her throw up all over my new sheets, the freshly washed blanket and her dad. I took her and ran a bath and put her in a bubble bath while Colin took all the sheets off the bed.
After the early bath we all lay on the couch and watched cartoons while dozing. So far she has thrown up about 6 times. I thinks its gonna be a long day...