You could saddle that thing up and save money on gas.

seriously.

Hil could saddle AND bottle. This could be a whole side gig!

Today took the niece to see Yo Gabba Gabba live. I would reccomend it, very fun show. We got lost getting there (street signs, people, GET SOME) and as we pulled up my poor niece (almost 3) barfed. And barfed. Aaaaaand barfed.

Mom and I check the diaper bag, no change of clothes. Check the back back... no clothes, but a gallon bottle of water and paper towels. SCORE! So I go tell the niece, "You're going to be cold for a minute, but well be as quick as we can. Think about if you want to go home or go to the show. If you get sick again at the show, we can still go home." My logic being that if she was sick sick she'd want to go home whereas if she was just car sick she'd want to wait until we got back in the car. Then we stripped her, rinsed her, and put my hoodies on her as clothes. So McGuyver!

She said she wanted to stay. We go to will call, get the tickets, send in Mom and kid. I go back to car to park it legally. Mom and kid hit merch table and buy her a "dress". I get in finally and spend the bulk of the show cheerfully chasing my now-lively (yep, it was just car sick) niece up and down aisles, niece clad only in a long t-shirt, boots, a diaper, and her hat. It is CLEAR that she's in a shirt and diaper. Oh, and she's hugely tall... the LOOKS I got! I wanted to shout to everyone "Car sick! She's only two!" It was hysterical.

You could saddle that thing up and save money on gas.

As long as it didn't encounter any other dogs on the way.

There's also a puggle listed, so I think I'm going to go in on Tuesday to see if I can meet her. I was going to go in today, but fell asleep on the couch and woke up, very confused, about four hours later. The shelter is only open to the public for two hours tomorrow, and I've got to be administering a midterm during those two hours, so I can't go then. (They don't have enough volunteers to be open to the public more often. They're open four hours on Saturdays and Sundays, then two hours Mondays and Tuesdays.)

Trudy, poor niece. I'm glad she got to stay and have fun! Good for you with the quick thinking. I was carsick all the time at that age.

I am happily full of chicken enchiladas with mole, guacamole, and a margarita.

I'm glad to hear you outgrew it, sj!

I felt like some neighbor of Honey Boo Boo.

Trudy, I'm glad you guys went and had fun. I love those moments as a parents: having fun despite bad/crazy/gross stuff happening.

I'm glad to hear you outgrew it, sj!

More like grew up and went on lots of strong acid reflux meds.

Trudy,

I somewhat outgrew it. I am thinking though that as an adult, I now have strategies to deal with carsickness so it isn't much of an issue:

a) I eat some (not a lot) before getting in a car

b) I always drive (as a passenger I would be near throwing up all the time I think)

c) and if I cannot drive, I use wristbands which help

I was carsick all the time at that age.

I was too, but I think perhaps discovering I could not read in the car helped. I still can't read in the car without feeling woozy.

I can't read in cars or any other moving vehicles, which really makes plane rides annoying.