"Nooooo"

So last night after dinner Mary gets pretty cranky and more tired than usual. Come to find out she has a temperature of 101. So Tylenol and a bath was in her future. Usually she is a splashing and playing but of course being sick she sat in there looking sad and pathetic. I dry her off and she laid down on my bed to watch a movie. About 7pm she is out like a light. She is sleeping so soundly I decided to go downstairs and watch some DVR recordings. At 10pm Mary makes an appearance at the top of the stairs. She is mad that I never turned on her movie. She was so tired she didn't even remember I turned it on or that she watched at least 10 minutes of it. So I drag myself upstairs and turn it back on. She seems content and I tell her I will be back in a few minutes when my show is over. About 10:30ish I come back up to my room. She is awake and watching ScoobyDoo, all warm and cozy under my sheets. I sit at my computer to blog and then I hear it....."Mom I don't feel so good." "NOOOOO" I groaned as I turn around just in time to see her throw up on my bed. I ran over and pulled her off the bed and starting pushing her towards the bathroom. While she is sobbing sorry about the bed, I get her to the toilet. I turn back to the bed to go pull off the sheets and I hear the wonderful sound of throw up splashing on the floor. UGHHHH I go back and console her and clean her up. When she is calmed down, I set her on my floor on a blanket and proceeded to clean up the mess. Mom could hear Mary and came to check but my frustration of no oxygen, the cleaning up and the fresh smell of "vomit in the morning" was to much for me to except help. SO this was our night until about 2am when Mary decided there was no more left to bring up from the bowels of her toes. Who would think a 4 year old could produce such foulness. By then Mary was wide awake and discussing life with some cartoon on t.v. I on the other hand tried to drift off into oblivion. About 3:30 am Mary finally got to sleep and was up and at 'em at 6am sharp! She has been running around all day as if last night had not occurred. It is sickening the recuperative powers of a toddler. I will continue to drag butt until shear exhaustion takes me into a dreamless abyss........ How was your night? LOL