On our way home from a recent vacation, the kids were finishing up a red slushee...it was hot, the road was a winding, country one, and we were cruising @ the speed of light to get home. I had confiscated the remainder of the slushee, thinking the kids had had their share of sugar and hoping to encourage a nap:) All of a sudden I hear a gurgle in the back seat and my heart sank as I turned around to find Kayla vomiting a chunkier version of the red slushee. We pull over, strip her down, line her car seat with a towel and garbage bag, then hit the road again.
As the sun beamed down on me, I looked over at the once tempting leftover cherry slushee with disgust, lol! Thank God this was a short trip, only two hours to go, suffering through the fragrance of slushee revisited!
