Puke and Poop

We spent the past week camping in the Bighorn Mountains in Wyoming (pics and more details to come later.) Our first night, we were so exhausted that we didn't even think about putting a flashlight in the tent. In the mountains, it stays pretty light even past 10pm so it wasn't dark yet when we went to bed. I am awakened in the complete darkness to conversation. What I hear is Sophie telling Dan "No, I just think I need a cup." This is immediately followed by the sound of barfing. Dan scrambles to the car to find a light and all I can think is "omg she's barfing all over Isabella". The smell hits me and I start gagging. We get her out of the tent, but by this time I'm starting to barf from the smell. Thankfully, she managed to only barf on her sleeping pad, nothing else. Amazing!!! Dan is cleaning the barf mess up, I'm still gagging (this is usually reversed), when she says that she has to go potty, then she says that it's too late she went in her pants. I look down and there's a puddle of diarrhea forming at her feet. All of a sudden, Dan says "omg I'm gonna crap my pants!" and runs to the outhouse (which was conveniently located next to us.) We all know barf can be contagious, but I've never heard of getting diarrhea from someone like that! Poor Sophie was such a trooper. I had to strip her naked outside in the cold and wipe her down with wipes. I had to step away every couple minutes because I'd start dry heaving so it really took awhile and she didn't complain or cry or anything. This all happened at about 2:30 in the morning. I can only imagine what a train wreck we must've looked like had anyone seen us! I actually think it was a bit of food poisoning from the fast food we had earlier in the day as she was completely fine after that night. But, boy, was that a miserable experience! Of course, Noah and Isabella slept right through it all!