It only took 5 years and 10 months before it happend. Last night we were celebrating Great-Grandma's birthday. At about 8:00p.m. I hear Colton yelling for me from the bathroom. Come to find out he had just thrown up. Yuck. At least he made it to the toliet so there was no mess to clean up. We quickly packed up the kids and headed home. The conversation during the drive went like this:
C: What if I throw up in my sleep?
M: You won't.
C: How do you know?
M: Because, you're body has a cool way of waking you up if something doesn't feel right to it.
C: So, like your brain tells your eyes to wake up?
M: Yes, pretty much.
C: Huh. Knock on wood, no vomiting has occured since.