- How do you get vomit out of the deep dark recesses of the Selt Belt Buckle?
- Hamish threw up in the car 2 days ago.
- Hamish has never really thrown up before.
- He threw up EVERYWHERE in the car.
- At the longest stoplights eva!
- I frantically tried to get him a towel to do it in.
- He got half in the towel and rest all over the car.
- I jumped out of the car and started flinging my hands around, hopping on the spot, maybe trying to scare him out of spewing more.
- It didn’t work.
- We poured him out of the car and proceeded to clean up!
- YUK
- The only way I did this was to shove 2 tissues up my nose so I didn’t do the sympathy spew.
- His name is now Raaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaalph.
- Gedit? Raaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaalph.
- After 2 days the remnants left down the seat belt have dried
- I sucked them with the vacuum.
- All together now……………ewwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww.
- I got nominated for some more lovely “You Make My day Awards from the wonderful DellyBean and Miss Knitting Natty. Fanks chicks – All too sweet.
- I will post my nominations tomorrow.
- Yesterday the kids ran away.
- Yep. You heard me
- Ran away.
- It started as a game.
- “Mum, how do you spell ‘We are sorry but we have gone?’ “
- Why Kaela?
- We are pretending to run away and have a picnic.
- Ok, Ha ha. Remember to pack clean undies and a toothbrush.
- “Bye Kids, make sure you are back before I get home from Knitting Group”.
- It ended up with Steve on the phone frantically trying to find them.
- And me laughing “Ohhhh ho ho ho, check up the bed. They would NEVER leave the house or cross the road, hahh hhah ha”
- And on the second phone call, “No Steve, they have to be there. They wouldn’t go anywhere”.
- And on the third phone-call to ring a friends house 2 blocks away “OK! I’ll call there – they will think I am crazy, but ok”.
- And on the fourth phone-call to say that our friends that live 3 blocks away and across 2 VERY BUSY ROADS had them and NOT to PANIC, I am STILL GOBSMACKED.
- Needless to say, they are GROUNDED GROUNDED GROUNDED!
- Kaela slept talked all night “I’m sorry Daddy”…..
- When I unpacked their bags I found clean undies and toothbrushes, toilet paper, assorted toys, a jar of Honey, a big bar of Chocolate, and 2 warm scarves).
- I KNOW! We will laugh about it one day.
- But not today.
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Delurking to let you know you can buy EXCELLENT vomit bags at chemist. Round plastic ring (big enough to cover mouth and nose (dont forget the nose spillage) with plastic bag attached. Will hold a surprising amount of vomit. I ALWAYS have a couple in the glove box, with wipes, and I can vouch for their usefullness. St Johns Ambos use them – must be good.
Also, love your blog, been reading in the shadows for years!
My mother STILL tells the story of the day I packed my bag and ran away and almost scared her to death. Trust me the guilt will live with them forever.
OK. And in reverse order:
1. OMG – how frickin’ scary. (and yet, I can’t help think… why didn’t Hamish vomit there. That really would have added to this story. Though perhaps not in a good way.)
2. Well, thank GOD they are safe (so you can now beat them senseless).
3. Also? Men. Why on Earth do we trust them with our children? Mine dropped my daughter – at six months – down the freakin’ stairs.
4. Oh, where was I? Oh, vomit. Do you have Fabreeze down there? You could try that, I suppose. But I’ve had to throw out car seats before, because they were just too gross, and the smell never seems to come out.
5. Wow. I just read Michelle’s comment… See what I said about men? The bastards!
Oh well. I suppose there’s always wine, right? Hope everyone’s better now!
Yep, I know the pain of car vomit. My two-year-old is prone to car sickness. Great fun.
Really, it will be funny someday! I do understand how terrifying and not funny it is now, though. Kids are great, aren’t they?
Well considering the last car messy spew was actually me on a hot day I found that No Vac was very good when all the other cleaning left the odour behind still in December. I got the back floor of the starlet after drinking something that upset me and as I lent over up she came. I now keep a pets on the move ( could use Kids on the move) car seat cover on the back just incase as my worst enemy was an adult and his melting food on my backseat.
Love the running away story. Just ask the kids did they hold hands and look both ways or find an adult to assist them.
The running away is a funny story…but only because it ended well. Needless to say I pulled the same stunt as a child. And we do laugh about it – 25 years later. (although, I still detect a hint of “oh my goodness, what am I going to do with you, child?” in her retelling of the story. lol)
Oh. My. God. I’m so sorry. That’s puking in the car thing – I don’t even know what to say. The running away – wow. You must have had the fright of your life. But you will laugh someday – like in 50 years.
I have 2 words for you, Donni: Nil. Odor.
Man… parenting is full of surprises. And moments when you go ‘oh sh*t, things could have gone reeeeally badly if the planets were aligned differently’
Oh, and no knitting was done on Sunday. Still giving the tendonitis a chance to calm down (clum sigh).
I’m so sorry to say that all this “how to clean spew off car seat buckles” advice is, sadly, going to come in handy. I bet they don’t have these solutions in Spotless! (note to self: scotch guard the childseat, already : P)
If it’s any help at all, I’ve always thought that the ‘running away bag’ contents will reflact what kind of people the kids will become by the time they move out of home. It sounds like they’ll be very sensible!
I’m afraid to say this amused me so much I have sent it to people to read and just made Sean read it. He laughed out loud at #36.
I was a big car spewer as a kid. I’d spew if we drove to the shops. We never went anywhere without an icecream container and a wet flannel (in the days before baby wipes). My poor parents.
Oh Meg, I love that book too!! I agree, Nilodor, bicarb and maybe Febreze!! I am so glad the children are safe. I love their running away things. I ran away when I was 4, from my nan’s house to the shop up the road!! I had my little suitcase. You must have been a nervous wreck.
I know I shouldn’t laugh, but how HILARIOUS is that!?! And perfectly timed too as Mr BDK is becoming increasingly clucky!! I’ll just have to show him this list…
We can laugh now, and I know how you laughed last night and said they would never leave the yard. Well they did. The grounding will probably give them something to think about. I hope Steve is OK and has given up smoking again, poor thing. You will survive this and many others that will come along the way of them growing up. Just remember your friends are here for the laugh or the cry. see you at SNB on saturday.
Dear o Me!! The spew story is something Ive avoided even with 5 boys,if theres even a suspicion of sickies its out with the plastic shopping bags I alwasy have in the car or definitely a bucket if called by school! Dont envy the seatbelt job though…
re Leaving home,at least they heeded your packing advice,LOL glad it ended ok though!
I think it is time for Kaela to read one of my top 5 favourite books from childhood (and from all time):
From the Mixed-Up Files of Mrs Basil E Frankweiler by EL Konigsberg.
Sister and little brother run away from home, sneak into the Metropolitan Museum of Art where they not only make their home for a period, they solve an international art mystery!
Shall I laugh for you? Because I did, out loud, at work. I’ve got tears rolling down my cheeks.
Sorry, I know that didn’t help. But isn’t it good to know that of all the stuff they could have taken, they took scarves.
Am sure wine will help. You never know, it might help with the seatbelt buckle too.
Oh, you’ve had a week! *passing virtual glass of wine.*
I have tried to encourage mine to run away once or twice – strangely they thought it wasn’t such a great idea! (YOu need some magic stuff from the supermarket called’Nilodor’ – spray it EVERYWHERE in the car! Sian threw up in our rental car once – on the third day of our holiday – the Nil-odor is the only stuff that got rid of the smell – it doesn’t cover it up with something that smells nearly as bad – just sort of cancels it out!) But do what Amy said too!
I can help with #1. Get a bowl, dump in some baking soda, pour in some hot water, get an old toothbrush, and *dip toothbrush, scrub buckle recess* repeat between *.
You may want to finish with a spray of vinegar.
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Oh you poor thing!
My (ex) boyfriend and I took a bus to the snow once (when I was 21 and stupid), and halfway to Cooma he grabbed MY backpack and spewed into it.
I asked him why he didn’t spew into his own backpack, and he told me he didn’t want to get spew in it.
He was SO dumped.