Vomit.

From Drop Box

It's all vomit and displeasure around these parts. 

Yesterday we got the GREAT idea ("we" being me and the kids") to walk to the grocery store for supplies to make pumpkin spice donuts (which are as good as they sound). 

While there Henry decided to be sick. 

Thank goodness it was Henry and no one else because HE actually made it into a toilet. 

And thus the night of horrors began. 

Much vomit. 

Much laundry. 

So I got nothing today, which is convenient because I'm at MMB today talking about picking your battles. Go weigh in! I love a good discussion.