So, I'm flying home from seeing relatives in Texas, and we're in the Dallas/Ft. Worth airport. If you've never been there, it's monstrous, and you can spend hours wandering the shops alone. We got there early, so we grabbed a meal, and went to our terminal. While waiting, a mom was there with her baby walking him around and pointing to the planes as they came and went.
The kid threw up, which babies do, and only some made it on the spit rag. The kid did a rather impressive mini rendition of The Exorcist, puking while turning his head, and managing to cover a 2' arc of carpet.
The mom seemed not even phased by this impressive display, bent down, and started trying to clean up the mess with the blankie. I thought nothing of it and went back to my Nethack (yes...I have nethack on my lappy...much to the wife's dismay.)
45 minutes later, boarding time comes, and I see the blankie and the arc of puke still on the ground, and no mom. Guess she decided her little Old Faithful made too much of a mess and left it as is. I told the lady taking tickets about it as I boarded so they didn't have a huge surprise later.
The kid threw up, which babies do, and only some made it on the spit rag. The kid did a rather impressive mini rendition of The Exorcist, puking while turning his head, and managing to cover a 2' arc of carpet.
The mom seemed not even phased by this impressive display, bent down, and started trying to clean up the mess with the blankie. I thought nothing of it and went back to my Nethack (yes...I have nethack on my lappy...much to the wife's dismay.)
45 minutes later, boarding time comes, and I see the blankie and the arc of puke still on the ground, and no mom. Guess she decided her little Old Faithful made too much of a mess and left it as is. I told the lady taking tickets about it as I boarded so they didn't have a huge surprise later.


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