I'm sure most of you know this, but my little Teylor loves to eat weird things and always has. As a baby, she would eat crayons, wet wipes, book corners, paper, dog food, you name it. Every time I changed her diaper it would be a new adventure. Green, blue, orange poop and once a wet wipe dispenser. Gross, but funny. Well, last night she woke up at 3 a.m. projectile vomiting all over her room. It was EVERYWHERE! Jed dry heaved through the clean up and added his own ghastly scent to the room. It was more that I could handle, so I stayed in bed and let him take care of it. Anyways, she has had diarrhea all day, but no more throwing up or fevers to report.
I was giving her a bath this afternoon and reminding her for the millionth time NOT TO DRINK THE BATH WATER, when she said, "Should I not eat those little salt rocks, too?" "What little salt rocks?" I asked casually (If Teylor knows she did something worthy of my wrath, she will not say another word). "Those little salt rocks by the side of the school?" I reply, a little more alarmed this time, "You mean the salt that's on the pavement to melt the ice? Those salt rocks???" Innocently Teylor nods her head. "Seriously child, why do you eat stuff like that!"
So, she probably doesn't have any kind of virus, she just ate, yet again, something that made her stomach upset. I think out of all of us, Teylor is going to have the best immune system. She will have the stomach of steel. Crazy kid.
