Or something like it.
Yesterday Ava was outside in the yard with us when she started to fuss. It was weird, because she’d been playing around quietly by herself for an hour and didn’t appear to have any reason to be upset. We took her inside as her crying got worse. Then, out of the blue, she threw up. Then she threw up again. Over the next 90 minutes she threw up a total of 7 times. In between, she took a couple of one-hour naps.
She woke up from her last nap and seemed good as new. By 9 (way past her bed time) she was running around busy as ever, talking up a storm and being cute as can be. She slept all night and today is carrying on like nothing ever happened. Whatever. Kids. What’re you gonna do?