After flying on the red eye from L.A., Liz Rietz arrived to a snowy Boston at 5:20 AM. Many cups of coffee later, she assured me that she was fine watching the twins while I went to MM's school for a project. Now in case you don't know Liz, one of her strong aversions is vomit- a secret fear of hers. No one likes vomit, but Liz breaks out in a sweat anytime she becomes nauseous.
Earlier in the week, after my husband's suggestion, I took the twins to the doctors to discover they have bronchitis: coughing, vomit, etc... By the time Liz arrived the twins had seemed to be doing better. So off to Park Street Kids I go..
45 minutes later, phone call. Caroline threw up... poor Liz was able to clean it up and give Caroline new clothes. An hour later, Sarah threw up in her high chair. Auntie Liz cleaned Sarah up and throws all vomited clothes, towels, and high chair insert into the sink. The twins were coughing so much that out comes whatever they ate or drank from before.
Does lunch and Burdick's hot chocolate really erase the deep scars of vomit? Will Liz ever come back to visit? Leaving Boston at 10 degrees and returning to a 75 degrees California, Liz may never return....but auntie Liz, we miss you!!! MM keeps asking when the playdate with Annabelle will occur?!
how to get over any deep fear...immerse yourself into chez Sawyer!
2 comments:
i guess that's an easy way to keep unwanted guests away too...not that auntie liz was, but just in case someone else is...
funny how I'm not so afraid of vomit anymore. See...I just needed a dose of vomit boot camp at Chez Sawyer to cure me. The gag reflex has already gotten stronger. Maybe you should market that??
Don't worry...vomit or no vomit...Auntie Liz will return! Thanks again for the vomitabulous time! he he
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