still saying "Happy Thanksgiving"

Well, I woke up this morning to Isabella talking as usual. I get her out of bed and it's still dim in her room because of her window shade so I didn't notice anything interesting. I got her a bottle as usual and she drank most of it. As soon as we got up off the chair she throws up everywhere! I make it to the hallway to get in the towel closet and she throws up again, I make it halfway to my bedroom to holler for Peter to help and she throws up again! By now our house is really stinking on this wonderful, beautiful, sunny Thanksgiving morning. So, I'm thinking....maybe it's the milk. Although it doesn't expire until next week it might still be bad so I threw it all out. I had to give her a bath because she smelled. After her bath she had a funny look on her face. I thought "oh no" here it goes. She throws up and throws up as much as she possibly can yellow bile from the deepest part of her stomach. With her face turning red and her laying right on me just puking away. Finally Peter says, have you checked her bed to see if she threw up last night? Of course I haven't, why would I think about that right now. So I ran into her room and sure enough she had puked ALL night. There was throw up all over her sheet in her bed. I just started crying because I felt so bad that I hadn't known she's laying in puke all night. She never once cried so how was I supposed to know? By now we've gone through 5 outfits and cleaned everything we can clean. Definetly need our carpets cleaned now. She's sleeping right now so I'm hoping she got it all out of her system when she wakes up. This is the first Thanksgiving where I've gone nowhere. Seems kind of weird to be home, but I'm just making the most of it. Just made myself a sandwich and some mac' n cheese out of a box! My Thanksgiving lunch :) Hope yours has been more enjoyable than mine. I think tonight may be an early to bed night for all of us.