Last night Chloe was a bit hungry at bed time. "Daddy, can I have Cheerios?" So I gave her and Capri a little bowl of dry Cheerios. A few minutes later Chloe popped out of her room to ask for more. Sure sure, no problem. Five minutes passed and she came begging for more. Hmm, I thought I fed this girl dinner already.

Eventually Cheerios were spilled all over the bedroom floor and the girls dozed off to sleep. But at around 11pm Chloe woke up and began hurling Cheerios every which way. And by hurling, I mean puking.

Thankfully, my girls have pretty strong stomachs. Capri is almost 5 and she's only thrown up once (or more accurately, for one evening). This was Chloe's first time. She was scared. Tammy did everything she could to comfort Chloe and help her feel better. But every 30 minutes or so Chloe would share Cheerios with the rest of us. This went on for a couple hours before she finally passed out with Tammy in the living room.

What a sad thing to see your daughter in such a helpless situation. But Chloe woke up just fine. There was no sickness. And can you guess what she wanted for breakfast?

I think it was waffles.