Worst. Mommy Moment. Ever.
Oh Lord. So my kid just threw up all over the bookstore. I really thought he was fine, he habitually doesn’t want to eat in the mornings so I had no warning. I made him take a couple bites of Cheerios…dropped off the teenager…went to the bookstore to help move things around.
And lo and behold, the Little Prince spews just after the Selkie says, “Is he okay? He seems a bit subdued.”
I say, “He’s probably mad at me for making him eat his Cheerios. I got him up before he was ready, we had to take the teen to school.”
Cue urpiness.
Of course, he was all happy when we got home. “Mommy, I puked on your hand.” And he laughs…then urps again and produces bile.
Lovely. I am now officially the worst mother ever. And the worst employee ever.
*hangs head*
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