MH was being a friend and doing a favor that had me in a car with a screaming kid for nearly 3 hours while he was delivering a truck, then we had to pick it up at 11pm. I was doing laps in the parking lot for nearly a half hour in failed efforts to put A back to sleep. On the way back, I was following following MH when I heard that unmistakable sound of vomit. And again. And again. I pulled off to a safe place and jumped in back and poor A was covered in puke. He then projectile vomited all over me. I pull him out,sit him on the trunk and try to clean him off. We still had to go pick up MH, 45 mins away. I put A back in his seat that is soaked with barf and he LOST IT. Fourty five minutes of silent crying, screaming, and kicking. We got home ok and we took a bath together and he is in the best mood he's been in a long time. He's currently marching around naked, holding a yardstick. I have a drs appt in the morning clear across town,so my pukeified car will smell awesome in the 95 degree heat.
Oh and we don't think he's sick. No fever, acting fine. He had a lot of dairy at dinner and all the car riding, while being pissed, is the likely culprit