Brooklyn threw up one day and was so scared that she would throw up again that she held up a bowl in front of her face even while taking a nap just to make sure she was ready. If I tried to move it from her, she gripped it with white knuckles.
She HATES throwing up. She cries while doing it...which is exactly my "style" of throwing up. Gross topic, but come on, we all have a "style" :)
After feeling much better, she got rid of the bowl!
Funny story about her: One day Brooklyn kept bugging me for a piece of chocolate, even after I had already given her a few pieces. She would follow me around pulling on my shirt saying, "Mom, can I please have another piece of chocolate?!" Finally, I said, "yes, you can have a piece when you can be-have." (I hyphenate it only so you understand her response.)
She responded by saying, "okay- I am have"






















