"I seen her"

I had a few really proud moments today at Wal-mart. I just fit right in. First of all, yesterday my friend Julie and I had the little kids at the park. We just got finished laughing because Hope likes to be pushed so hard in the swing. SO, Julie had her little boy and Hope on the tire swing, and she was pushing them pretty hard. Fast circles. This mamma wants to barf when I push for too long on the tire swing. All was fine and dandy, until Hope yelps out to "stop!" and starts making dry heave noises/motions. Nothing ever came of it, and I thought she is just like me and gets motion sickness. Still might be, but anywhoo...

A couple times yesterday she told me she needed a barf bucket. She'd pretend to dry heave and that was that. I thought she was playing it up. She really was feeling something not so good after the tire swing. She got all pale and sweaty. Today she tells me she has to barf (in the baking isle at the Wal-mart). I, of course, think she is just pretending...oh no, she meant business. Luckily, (I think) she picks up a little custard cup and proceeds to fill that little sucker UP. It is filled to the brim. I wipe her mouth off...and leave it there. What else should I have done!!?? I would have spilled vomit all over the floor (and more importantly ME), I did tell somebody (well really I meant to, ooops) there was a little mess on the baking isle. Not really a mess, but a nice neat custard cup (filled with barf) and tissues covering the vile mess. After the barfing episode, I hurry to get the last couple of things I need (the all essential Eucerin cream for my feet and my face soap). When...

You guessed it, she barfed again. If I hadn't had this second distraction, I would have told somebody or cleaned "it" up myself ("it" being the mess on the baking isle), but we were now really in a crunch for time. A race against the clock if you will. This time (she is so resourceful that girl) she reaches back and grabs the princess bowl I was buying her and uses that. Almost fills that up too, but it's bigger, so we had more filling up room. I pulled over into the vitamin isle, I thought I was being pretty darn discreet (except for the 20 something male that witnessed the whole vomiting x2 episode) I'm pretty sure he was thoroughly disgusted, if I was reading his facial expressions and body language right ;).

I tried really hard to low key this. I didn't see anybody else eyeballing me. Hope finishes, we go to the bathroom. I wash (with soap) the sweet little princess bowl that will probably be filled tomorrow with Cheerios, and go through the check out line at the Wal-mart. I thought about telling the lady, so she doesn't have to touch it, but figured I washed it with soap and dried it...and figured what she doesn't know won't hurt her. So, she is checking me out, you know scanning my groceries ;) and she comes to the plate (that matches the bowl) and she says, "Is this the one she got sick in?" Me: nervous fake laugh, "haha how did you know about that?" I was worried for a minute my surprise on the baking isle had been discovered and they were tracking me down. She answered back in this...tone..."I-seen-her". Oh, you seen it, huh? Lovely.