Caution - Gross post ahead

So the other night, Tuesday to be exact, we decided to go see the Festival of Lights. We came thru the back way since we were coming from Morton & there was no line but I wasn't thinking of that at the time so we come up on the entrance & totally miss it then continue driving & we look at the line to get in, I said "dusty there is no way we are waiting in this line with him! (Oliver)" dusty really wanted to go so he suggested getting back on the interstate, getting off at Pinecrest & heading back the back way.

We get to the intersection of Springfield Rd. & Jefferson (at least that is what it is in Morton) and Oliver starts puking, it wasn't bad so I said its okay there isn't much here just like a little more than spit up, so as he is turning around to head back towards the Festival is when it all started to happen, Oliver just kept projecting vomit all over!! It was so gross, I was gagging, dusty was freaking out & Oliver just kept going.

Dusty blames me for the situation, it appears Oliver gets the best of both of us, I am a puker & always have been & projectile at that, so it does appear that it is my fault I suppose.

This is the aftermath, plus it was all over the back of my seat, the passenger seat, Oliver sits behind the drivers seat...Pretty gross huh?