B attended her first wedding reception this past Saturday. Let me preface...ITALIAN Wedding, aka TONS OF FOOD & SWEETS.
As is expected, she ate well. Then the dance floor opened. She didn't want to go dance, but instead began spinning at the table. She was having so much fun. Giggling, falling, spinning, and whirling her pretty dress. I got caught up in her excitement, encouraging her fun.
She stopped, as did my evening.
Red colored, somewhat sweet smelling projectile vomit came flowing from her mouth to the white linen clad chair and table. The blue satin napkins were useless and the smell, well, was just nauseating.
Lesson learned: Even toddlers know how to party til they puke! Rock on!