The Funny Things that Trouble their Funny Little Heads

Back in November
2:00 AM

I hear tossing, moaning and then crying from my normally deep, deep, "Don't bother me Mommy" sleeper.  I get up to see what is going on.

"Mommy, I just peed from my mouth!"  are the words that greet me.  As does a smell and a mess.

I help my girl to the bathroom, tie back her hair, quickly strip the bed then try to comfort my sobbing little one.  "It's OK honey.  You threw up," I tell her.  Luckily for me this was our first bout with stomach flu in her entire three and a half year life and I don't want her to be scared.


Between cries and dry heaves she manages to choke out the following...


"It's just (cough) that I'm so worried (big shuddering breath) that I  won't (dry heave) see (cough, cough) New York City (sob) before I turn four (more sobbing)!!!!!


?????????


Never once in her short existence had the subject of New York been brought up.  Never once had we discussed going.  And yet here, in her darkest hour thus far, New York City trumped vomit.


Funny things happen in their funny little minds.  Try as we do, we really have no idea what exactly is going on up there.