So glad that wasn’t MY bed!
Gleek and Patches share a room. This means that in order to avoid them playing and keeping each other awake I frequently put Gleek to sleep in my bed and move her after both kids are sleeping.
Tonight as I picked up Gleek to move her, she made a funny grunting noise. I got her into her bed, tucked her in, and then heard that sickening “Hoooork” which means I now have vomit to clean up. Hot Chocolate & noodles. Whee.
I’ve changed sheets and sponged mattress, pillow, & carpet. I’ve re-made the bed and tucked Gleek back into it with a pot handy. Now I’ve got to put Patches back to bed since the noise woke him up. And I’m contemplating the fact that earlier this evening Patches told me that his tummy is Owie.
Loads of laundry incoming.