So I'm gone for maybe 15 minutes when I start receiving text messages from the hubs. The first is just a picture, no message.
At this point I'm still engaged in the discussion at my meeting but I'm weighing whether or not I should politely excuse myself and step into the hallway to call home. I decide that he would call if things were out of control and that it is probably safe to stay put.
About 20 minutes later I get another text.
This picture comes with a message that says "And then he threw up all over the floor. Too much running around after dinner."
The meeting is starting to wrap up so I figure this too can wait. The kids were already asleep when I got home but I was assured that they were fine. Then the hubs informs me that "I cleaned as best I could but couldn't get it all so I decided to let it dry because it should clean better after it's dried".
Next there was a quick reeducation regarding stains, spills and cleaning techniques.
The next morning when I went to get DC out of bed I open the door to his room to see about 15 paper towels neatly laid out over the vomit stain. DC (who can barely speak a coherent word) stands up in his crib, points at the mess and says "It happens Mommy".
"Yes buddy, it does."