Molli and I are trying to go to Bloomington today but it's taking forever to actually move in that direction.  A bath was needed, so I fed her so she'd be calm for bath time, then she puked on her clean self.  She was freezing so I dressed her as quickly as possible  but she got upset with me and thrashed her head around, causing her shirt to get temporarily stuck on her head and in her mouth, which she definitely was not thrilled about.  After such an intense moment she proceeded to projectile vomit directly down my shirt.  Eventually I got myself ready to go but miss Molli decided that instead of going in the carseat, she was desperately hungry...because, you know, she threw up 99% of her previous meal! Good grief.