Later as we cuddled in "the big bed" I asked him. "Did you spew in your bed?"
Me: You're AWESOME.
Wombat: Yes I am.
However a few minutes later he power chucked all over himself, me, our pillows and some of the bed requiring that I strip the bed and shower myself and the wombat-ty cherub.
After seeing to all this cleaning, wiping and soaking - all before school I might add - The Monk expressed some frustration about when we might be heading out to school to drop off him and Bear.
I responded "Wellllll, what do you still have to do to get ready?"
Ever the charmer Monk responded "Uh, I need to poo in my pants."
Me (without so much as an eye twitch) "Well, you better get pooing then - you wouldn't want to hold us up!"
And that was THAT.