Weak Stomachs be ware!

Last night, or this morning I should say, around 12:30 Emma woke up with a really bad headache. Convinced I needed to take her to the ER I sat up with her on the couch while she moaned and cried with this horrible headache. I called the ER, called my mom, woke up Andy and he made the decision to hold off until the morning. I mean no one likes to sit in a filthy waiting room for hours so a doctor can tell you its a migraine right?
Any whoo she was calming down and only whimpering at this point (1:55AM). All of the sudden she jumps off the couch and runs for the bath room spilling a little along her way. She reaches the bathroom and having projected some of her stomach contents in front of her she slips and does a belly slide head first into the toilet. Graham who was nursing, was promptly put down and immediately started screaming. I run to Emma where she is continuing to release Leslie's dinner on the bath mat while fumbling with the toilet lock. Graham totally pissed comes at us, I run to him and put him in the crib in our room. He continues to scream, I run back to Emma who has successfully manipulated the childproof toilet lock off and spit what was left in her mouth into the bowl. It amounted to what you spit in the sink after brushing your teeth. She was covered and sitting in her own vomit. It was pitiful.
I start the bath, Graham is still screaming, I pick him up and move him to his room so he would not disturb the money maker of our house and turned on the white noise. It worked really well, he did not cry just stood and stared at the strange sound coming from the speaker. He did not go to sleep but...
I hosed Emma off and let her soak in the water for a little bit. She got out and told me she did not want to go to school, I told her not to worry. She got dressed and laid on the couch and fell asleep. Graham was still happy with his river sounds so I cleaned up the bathroom.
Don't tell Emma but yet another pair of her beloved pajama's went to live in the trashcan, those and a couple of Graham's baby towels and the white bath mat.
My mission today is to disinfect every square inch of my house. This will be difficult as I am out of my Clorox handy wipes...