Stink, Stank, Stunk
Well, the next morning, Angi woke me up out of bed, saying she needed help. She found the problem. Bubby Ralph Buicked EVERYWHERE last night, all of his dinner, his baa baa, EVERYTHING....EVERYWHERE. Big chunks of mac and cheese, curdled up this, and chewed up that. Amazingly, he did not wake us up with crying or anything. Angi went to get the kiddos out of bed in the morning, at the usual time, with the usual routine. He just barfed everywhere, and fell asleep. She had to take his sheets, pillow, teddy, to the washer, about five cycles covered it. His room STILL smells like barf. She lysoled his crib, sprayed the crap out of his room with odor neutralizer, left his window open, and man, he upchucked his chuckup EVERYWHERE, AND LOTS OF IT.
So, we stayed home.