Sickening Tale

Some of you already know this, but the Little Wickies aren't always as sweet as they may seem. Generally, you're seeing pictures and video of them on good days having great fun. But let me tell you, those Little Wickies have their dark sides every now and then.

Ever since Katie was little she would get sick when she was really upset -- and, yes I did say get sick, as in throw up.

Now that she is older it has become her "weapon" of choice against us.

Yesterday she decided she did not need a nap. She had "quiet time" instead in her room.

As what I believe was a direct result, Ms. I-Don't-Need-A-Nap had a series of break downs in the afternoon. Finally I told her if she was going to continue to cry she needed to go and do it in her room. She went in her room, and quickly came out yelling, "I'm going to get sick."

I promptly gave her a bowl and sent her back to her room. Most of the time the "I'm going to get sick" routine is a bluff. However, judging when it is and isn't a sham is like a dangerous game of Russian Roulette. I don't recommend it for the faint of heart - or for those who are vehemently against cleaning vomit out of sheets, carpet, etc.

She went back in and cried. I listened carefully to make sure she wasn't indeed getting sick. After 15 minutes -- silence. I went in and found this.

That's right, passed out on the bean bag with the bowl on her lap.

Seriously, that girl is something else.