Vomit

It says something that less than 5 minutes after Autumn emptied her belly of it's contents in a pizza-place last night, she was smiling and going on with her day.

We were sitting there happy. Autumn was eating spaghetti. Actually, she was shoveling it into her mouth really fast (yes, this lead to what happened next, sue us, we're new). She had also just finished a whole bottle of milk.

And yet, when she began to cough, we just thought a little pat on the back would solve it all. But then she began to cry. So mom grabbed her and moved her to a hallway in the front of the restaurant. Then, mom heroically took off her sweater and used to catch the vomit that began emanating from Autumn's mouth.

We got our dinner to go.

But even as I held Autumn, she began to calm down. Red-eyed, she began looking around ans smiling. As we walked home, she was totally happy. The thing about her right now is this: she doesn't reflect well. You and i would puke, and then feel bad. Not because we physically feel bad, but because we keep reflecting on how bad we feel. Thus, our feeling bad after puking is self-induced.

As Autumn's power of reflection and concentration grow, it won't be as easy to get her to turn a corner emotionally. There's nothing sad about that. Our ability to concentrate and understand and reflect make us creative, interesting, and innovative. And one day Autumn will be those things. Right now though, she can bounce back from a sore belly as soon as the belly is no longer sore. And that's cute.

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