Heebie-Jeebies

It was a Saturday and my brother wanted to take the boys to Chuck E. Cheese's. Now, it's never a good idea to take my boys there for a very good reason. They get sick. Not just a little sniffle followed by a cute little cough. No. We're talking running to the bathroom in order to get to the toilet in time to puke their guts out. Of course, it never goes straight into the toilet all neat and tidy. It splashes all over the dang thing, all over the walls around it, on the floor, and on the sink. This can also be followed by diarrhea. When you have a kid that normally waits till the last minute and has to run to the bathroom to make it get diarrhea, it's not a pretty sight. My husband gets a major case of the heebie-jeebies when this happens. He is usually armed to the teeth with antibacterial lotion and air freshener. I swear he would wear gloves and a face mask around the house if he thought he could get away with it. Well, I warned my brother that if he took them to Chuck's place, we were going to have a sick house, but he didn't believe me and begged to take them. So, we all trooped to the fun place and you can bet I was armed with antibacterial lotion. The next day was Sunday and we all piled into the van to go to church. My brother insisted that he be the one to sit between two boys in the back seat. After church was over, I asked my husband to stop at the hospital so that I could visit with a friend of mine and see her new baby. We were looking for a place to park when we heard the worst sound you'll ever hear in an enclosed space. Aidan was puking all over himself and his car seat......with Unca Gug sitting right smack up against him. At the time, I was horrified, but now, I'm laughing my head off. We found a parking space and I got out to assess the damage. All I had were wipies and I used the entire box. I did my best to clean him up all the while apologizing profusely to my brother and trying to comfort Aidan. We immediately started for home and had to endure the smell of vomit for the entire hour trip home. During the week, one right after the other got sick. You can bet wild horses couldn't drag us to that place again. I think Unca Gug learned a valuable lesson that day due to a major case of the heebie-jeebies.