Vomithounds: You Better Be Good, or You’ll Be Gone

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26 Responses

  1. Hammer says:

    Ewww. the thing about vomit is that it makes me want to add to the pile when taking it away.

  2. Le Nightowl says:

    A priceless slice of life, Jocelyn 🙂
    I loved the “ever o’clock” bit, and many more humorous pièces de résistance.
    I enjoy your visual (and, in this particular instance, quasi olfactive) style.
    I’ve never heard of Fionn Regan before, but I must say the video is acoustically fun indeed 🙂

  3. Anonymous says:

    god you’re funny!

    I could just puke—


  4. Rocco says:

    When I was eight years old or so, I threw up at a sleepover at my friends. I was seconds away from getting the toilet seat opened and safely vomiting into the toilet. But as it ended I up, I threw up all over the toilet’s outside.

    In the morning, my friend’s mom had me clean it all up. Even though vomit is pretty freaking gross, to me it seems like cleaning up your kid’s vomit, as well as your kid’s friend’s vomit (assuming said vomit occurs in your home) is part of the unwritten contract with parenting. But clearly she felt otherwise.

    But after reading your post, I have to wonder if your child’s barf is inherently less disgusting than another person’s barf.

  5. Lee says:

    “Honey, Mommy’s going to need a minute to finish her beer first.”

    Lord but that was hysterical!

  6. Stepping Over the Junk says:

    “I cawed and cawed you” oh man, I am near tears, poor little guy, but this was so funny! Vomit is something that is SO hard for me to deal with, especially at night. My kids HAVE learned about the bowl for ongoing vomit days.

  7. Diesel says:

    Is there any more pathetic sound than a wee one saying “I phrewed up in my bed.” I think not.

    Nothing brings a family together like vomit.

  8. Jocelyn says:

    Hammer–After childbirth, very few things gross me out anymore. Just when you think every damn thing in the world has come out of your body, there’s more. So vomit bothers me very little.

    Nightowl–Thanks much, friend. Anyone who can use “quasi olfactive” so easily must be really smart and in France.

    BluePoppy–I am to induce a good barf in all my readers.

    Rocco–Could I have the phone number of that friend’s mom? You’ve got to be kidding. She sounds like a very tight, unhappy woman. And, yup, cleaning up your kids’ vomit is somehow less disgusting. It’s like “Oh, good, he *did* eat his carrots today after all! I wasn’t sure until this moment of mopping them up.”

    Lee–I do have my priorities.

    Stepping–Kids are hard for me to deal with at night. Their vomit, not so much a problem. I’m a fan of the “hurl and run” for them.

    Diesel–Bowel ailments have also brought us close.

  9. Dorky Dad says:

    Reading your blog gave me a wicked craving for ravioli.

  10. Lone Grey Squirrel says:

    Never realised it could be fun reading about vomit.

    I felt all warm and fuzzy when you said,”Honey, mummy’s going to need a minute to finish her beer first.” Hahaha. That is real life.

  11. choochoo says:

    My dog actually spent most of last night throwing up. Large bits of bone and loads of yellow stomachjuice. That’s the stuff… *shudder*

  12. Jazz says:

    Ah, the joys of vomiting kids. Right up there with that mega poo where they’re covered from neck to toes.

    Reason 5694 why I never had kids.

  13. furiousBall says:

    By the way, they had hanes diving on the winter x games on espn 9 last night…or maybe that was the snowboard half pipe and I had too much red wine. either way your duvet got barfed on…

  14. Let's Pretend says:

    I ask myself all the time… “Is there no end to disgusting stuff I will have to do as a mother??”

    When the kid was a baby between 9 and 12 months old she went through a projectile vomit phase. It was the most disgusting 3 months of my life. It happened almost every night between midnight and 1 am and every time she did it, she would laugh hysterically afterward. For a while I thought she was doing it on purpose.

    Since then she’s been pretty good about making it to the toilet except one day a few months back. We had spaghetti for dinner. She was eating in a hurry because there was somehthng on the Disney Channel that she just HAD to see (probably High School Musical for 500th time…We’re all in this together…- mom sings off key)

    Anyway, I kept telling her to slow down, she was going to get sick… no sooner than she left the table and walked up the stairs she calls me from the top of the stairs and says “Mommy my tummy hurts” I said go in the bath… and before I got the “room” out there it was… spaghetti and all other sorts of stomache juices rolling down my beige carpeted stairs! The only thing more disgusting then spaghetti throw up on the stairs is when you have to clean it up and it’s still warm.

    I was so disgusted by it that before I finished cleaning it up I went on line to check the house values in my neighborhood because surely it would be easier to just sell the house and find a throw up-free home.

  15. Steven Novak says:


    I Love a good vomit story. 😉


  16. Em says:

    The joys of parenting! There is nothing worse than trying to figure out how to get puke covered jammies off of a kid at 3AM when no human being can make any kind of rational decision.

  17. actonbell says:

    ACK! So this is what I missed, when I didn’t have kids…very sorry for you–I’m so squeamish, I’d probably get sick, myself.

    Yes, I’d say brown plastic bags with a nice rope around the waist would look nice–the Fransican nun look:)
    Thanks for visiting!

  18. Glamourpuss says:

    Amusing as your tale is, I am so glad I am childless. Cat vomit is bad enough. But your priorities are heartening.


  19. CSL says:

    I have a serious gag reflex, but it is (thankfully) different with your own kids. This summer my youngets ate two big bowls of clam chowder, then yarked in the kitchen, the dining room, the living room AND the hallway. He made it to the bathroom and I said, “Lean over the toilet.” He turned to look at me and threw up all over the bathroom floor. But the best part? As we were mopping up and I realized I did not feel like cooking I said to my husband without thinking – “Hey, we should get some take-out shrimp stuff from that Cuban place tonight.” The look on his face was priceless.

  20. Dorky Dad says:

    This is where your Duluth residence gets you into trouble: I’ve tagged you with a meme. That’s right, a meme.

  21. velvet girl says:


    You actually made me laugh about vomiting kids. You’re truly gifted. Great post and I hope that you’re house is vomit free now!


  22. iJim says:

    Had to, HAD TO, reset my password just so I could say how glad I am you are writing regularly. I swear, you’re funnier than Bill Keane.

    Alzheimerlich, the echt Deutsch, adjectival form: meaning your mind re: Cheerios and mine re: passwords.

  23. Diana says:

    You know? I’d have had to not only finish my beer but grab another to fortify myself. Sadly, these things usually seem to happen to me in the middle of the night with the spew between me and the bottle of fortification.

    Hope the vomit fairy didn’t spread it around. The posole would not be as wonderful coming back the other way.

    (sorry, I left a comment Monday but blogger ate it.)

  24. Jocelyn says:

    Dorky Dad–I’m on the meme. Have some ravioli while you’re waiting.

    Lone Grey Squirrel-Are you sure you didn’t feel warm and fuzzy because you were about to vomit?

    Choo-Choo–Is the pup better yet? More importantly, are *you*?

    Jazz–I could probably get you up to at least 10,000 reasons why you’re glad you didn’t have kids.

    Furiousball–I’d been wondering if you have ESPN.

    Let’s Pretend–What, you don’t like warm spaghetti?

    Steven–I aim to make you all dewy-eyed.

    Em–I can’t make a rational decision at noon, either. I have no good hours.

    ActonBell–If you did have kids and then vomited when they did, you could make them clean up your mess, right? Doesn’t it work like that?

    Glamourpuss–My blog could be prescribed as birth control.

    csl–Shrimp makes me want to vomit. Cuba kind of does, too. Well, Castro, anyways.

    Velvet–Cheers, gf!

    ijim–I know that resetting your password came at real personal sacrifice. Thanks for the limpest of compliments (“Bill Keane”). Hee.

    Diana–I wish Blogger would just vomit up all those eaten comments.

  25. Dan says:

    wiping up ravioli-shaped chunks of Spewed Kid Tummy before I rammed the duvet into a plastic bag

    Do you hear that sound? That’s Dan running like Hell to the toilet, about to hurl.

  26. heartinsanfrancisco says:

    I always marveled at how my children managed the split second timing of one getting sick the day after another got well. Only occasionally were they sick at the exact same time so I could do a sort of assembly line with everything.

    I hope everybody is feeling better soon. Especially you. This was soooo funny. Glad you’ve kept your sense of humor when everything else is hurling around you.

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