My thanksgiving Angel

Yesterday I was driving to a doctor's appointment in Miles City. The day was going smoothly. I had gotten the kids off to school and Kes and I were headed down the road. I was actually running 15 minutes early. Gasp! Anyways, all was going swimmingly and we were 30 miles down the road when Kes (who hadn't eaten much breakfast) got car sick and threw up large quantities of curdled milk (she loves milk and that and three bites of beagle where all she ate for breakfast). Anyways, I was completely unprepared that. Fortunately, we where almost to the Forsyth turn off (which is the only town between Colstrip and Miles City). I pulled into the Town Pump gas station and assessed the situation. No extra clothes. No wipes. Just two towels and a damp swim suit which had not been brought in from the car from swimming lessons the night before. Kes had taken off her coat in the car, so that was not barfed on. But her shirt, sweater, pants, and undies where all saturated with vomit. I took her inside to bathroom and sponged her off as well as I could. She didn't have chunks anymore but she was still soaking wet. I took off her shirt and sweater and put her coat on her. still her pants where very wet. And we have snow on the ground here--so it wasn't like she could just go in her coat. I went to the front and asked the cashier for a bag and if there were any stores that sold kids clothes in town. I got the bag, but there was no luck on the clothes situation. I was about to give up and leave her in her wet stunky duds when a lady who worked there overheard our conversation. She said she had a daughter who lived five miles out of town who had a three year old son and could probably help. She called her daughter (who was in town dropping off her son at preschool) and got her to bring some clothes. Then she gave me a bucket of warm soapy water and a rag to wash out the car seat. (which might I add, was a most unpleasant job--as it was all over the car seat and had even leaked on the seat). I was starting to stress because the daughter hadn't arrived and my appointment was in fifteen minutes forty miles away! I told her that I would just have to go--and explained my predicament. This wonderful woman--pulled out her cell phone dialed the doctor and gave it to me. Hence I was able to reschedule for later in the day. Then the daughter came (after driving 15 miles out of her way and brought me clean clothes). So she had a 7 year old daughter and brought me a dress she had outgrown as well as some boy clothes. Kes (being super girly) chose the dress. It came to her ankles and I had to roll up the sleeves but Kes loved it. The lady told me to keep the dress because her daughter had outgrown it so she was getting rid of it anyways. (On a side note, I tried to replace it with something that actually fit her when we went to Walmart but she said "no, I love my beautiful dress."so she wore a huge dress all day that smelled slightly like barf.) I just have to say there are wonderful people out there! On another side note...my doctor's appointment went well...my due date is June 21st!