You can't make this up!!

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I'm sitting at a stop light. Ethan is screaming and having a fit. I see in the rear view that Gavin begins to cough. Suddenly, I realize Gavin is not coughing. He is about to vomit. With the reflexes of Super Dad, I grab an empty tupperware bowl from Ethan's lunch box. I am half way turned around catching vomit in a bowl and catching backsplash in my hand. Meanwhile, Ethan is still screaming and begins to start swinging at poor vomiting Gavin because Gavin is crying and being loud. Gavin fills the bowl and finishes his projectile. Quickly, I put the lid on as the light turns green and I have to turn left. Turn left and begin to drive in a 55mph limit where 3 lanes merge into one.   Oh wait, Gavin is not done yet. I grab another bowl from Ethan's lunch box. This time I am driving 50mph while merging with my arm bent back catching more vomit.  Poor Gavin is crying and covered in his lunch. Ethan is crying because, of all things, he's hungry.  Silver lining is we were minutes from home and luckily Heather got home at the same time to take care of Ethan while I cleaned up Gavin and the car. Spent an hour cleaning up.    Oh the joys of parenting.