Today we took Ruby over to a friend’s house for the evening. She was playing quietly with one of our hosts when we got the report that she was throwing up. Other than giving us a second look at her dinner, Ruby seemed perfectly fine (if a little quiet). She went to sleep at our friend’s house on schedule and didn’t fuss during the transfer from pack ‘n play to car to crib.
Now we’re left wondering if there’s something in common between this incident and the last one. Today’s dinner was sweet potatoes (which she eats all the time) and polenta (aka corn grits), which she hadn’t eaten before — although she has eaten corn in the form of hominy. The common ingredient between the two suspect dinner was onions, although in very small quantities both times.
Maybe the onions are just a coincidence. Maybe she picked up something from one of the kids at our parents’ group meeting yesterday. Maybe she chewed on a bad nylon strap at the supermarket. We’ll probably never know…