The Car Seat
Now, for the story. Yesterday, we went to church in Ballinger. The church was fine, but smaller than we were expecting or hoping. We're going to try one in Coleman next week, I think. After church, we went to Phillip's parents' house for lunch. Just before we left, I fed Emily. She didn't really burp, but I didn't think too much of it because she doesn't always burp right away. We were 10 or 15 minutes down the road when we heard a sound from the backseat (yes, we make her ride by herself back there) that wasn't too good. I looked and she had just thrown up all over herself and her car seat. It was bound to happen one of these days! I didn't have an extra burp cloth (it got left at Phillip & Martha's by accident) and I didn't have an extra outfit for Emily to wear (she'd already had a leaky diaper so she was wearing the extra one I had in the diaper bag). She was a pretty good sport about sitting in a wet car seat in a wet onesie for the rest of the 45 minutes drive and didn't start crying until we were about 15 minutes from home. Car seat makers knew what they were doing when they made all the covers machine washable!!