I was downstairs doing laundry and cleaning up the family room while Ed was upstairs with the kids.
All of a sudden I hear, “WHOA, help, help” said in a way that I knew was serious.
So I bolt across the room and up the stairs and as I am making my way up, I hear, “I can’t see, help me!”
By now I’m panicked thinking my husband has had some crazy, freak, spontaneous loss of his eyesight!
As I round the landing and look up through the railing, I see Abby floating up in the air in daddy’s hands like they always do and then I look down and there is something TOTALLY COVERING his eyes.
SHE THREW UP IN HIS EYES!
It’s funny now, but at the time it was just gross and kind of scary. Bile in ones eyes cannot be fun.
Too bad I didn’t get a picture.
A dedicated blogger would have taken a picture.