Jon Grilz

Mystery and Thriller writer

Toddler vomit

Huh, I didn't know a someone that small could puke that much. Forceful, too.

'Tis the season for kids to get sick, or so my friends and co-workers with older children tell me in a sing-songy sort of voice. That far-off, dreamy sort of look is unwelcome here. Several articles of my close have vomit on them that is not my own.

I can handle my own vomit, that's what college was for. 

Well, that and crippling financial aid debt.

If nothing else, it's times like this when you really appreciate the simple moments of "neither of my kids are sick". Or the pleasure of getting a night out of the house with your spouse for a quiet, if not brief dinner to remember a time when at worst, you only had to worry about one person puking. 

Not three.