Bedtime surprise

It's hard to believe that this wee girl is almost five months old.  The time really has flown by.  Here she is at four, two and one month old.  And here's an image of her brother at the same age.


I nipped home early this evening to help get the kids into bed but after giving them their showers and reading them their stories, disaster struck.  I was carrying the wee man into his bedroom when his back arched and his belly belched.  He started to vomit.  Nikki jumped in and helped clear up but the wee lady was stirred by all the commotion.  Almost as soon as I picked her up from her cot, disaster struck again.  She spat up.  We cleaned everyone up and changed a few clothes, again.  'Right', we thought.  'Ready for bed again'.  No.  More vomit.  This time from the wee man.


Whatever it was (and we suspect something he ate), he obviously felt better afterwards as he was more than happy to run around and play with his toys.


Thankfully they're all tucked up in bed.  We've just got a house that smells of vomit, milk and disinfectant now.