Sweet Potatoes = BAD

I need to remember this: My darling daughter, Lucy, CANNOT eat sweet potatoes.

Sweet potatoes + Lucy = VOMIT. (Much like Augmentin + Lucy = VOMIT.)

Sweet potatoes + Lucy + Bath = VOMIT in the hair. (Why, oh, why do my kids feel the need to puke every damn time* they have a bath? Why can't I enjoy the delicious scent of clean-kid hair without the extra essence of stomach acid?)(I could sniff Lucy's freshly washed hair for hours. Emily? Less so. She's starting to get that kid smell that is just not as yummy.)

*OK, so it's not every time, but honestly, it feels like it. It never fails that when the girls get sick, they are also freshly bathed.

I also need to remember that I DO NOT need to catch said vomit in my hands. It's not going to prevent the vomit from landing on the sheets, especially because my hands? Are not waterproof! AND having vomit on my hands then prevents me from removing items (MONKEY) from the vomiting line of fire.

The sweet potato containing item that caused the vomiting last night? Sweet potato pie. We told the kids (Emily, especially) that we were having "pumpkin" pie. That was great, except I started to buy the pumpkin-not-sweet-potato story. Until I watched Emily eat it with great gusto. And then I started laughing because Emily will NOT eat sweet potatoes. Mashed sweet potatoes go in that child's mouth under great protest. And I make my mashed sweet potatoes with brown sugar and lots of butter*. They are candy, masquerading as a healthy vegetable. Drenched in sugar, butter and milk.

*Where butter = Smart Balance buttery spread. But, you know, same difference. My kids wouldn't know what to do with real butter on their food.

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Lucy went back to the pediatrician yesterday for her ear re-check. I was laying bets (or trying, but Courtney wouldn't cooperate with me) on whether Lucy still had an infection. It turns out Courtney would have won that bet. Lucy did not have an infection, but she did still have fluid in her left ear, which explains the digging that she had been doing at that ear.

I left with the suggestion that we take Miss L to see an ENT. To get tubes.

And, seeing how well Emily has bounced back from getting her tubes, I totally agree. This is what I was hoping for. Obviously, I don't wish for my kids to need surgery at the tender ages of 1.5 and 3.5, but all the same, if this will help them feel better and not be sick so much, I am all for it.

So we now have an appointment with a doctor in the practice we used to get Emily's tubes done. The doctor who did Em's tubes, Dr. K, is 1) booked solid for quite a while and 2) while totally awesome (hence the booked-ness), has a tendency to run terribly behind (see also the booked-ness). I am excited to go see Dr. Y and hopefully get Lucy in for tubes most soonly.