We're in the van on the way home from work/school. Mike and I are recapping our day. Maya is in the seat behind me.
Me: So apparently Maya threw up in library today, but she swallowed it because she didn't want to puke on the kid in front of her.
Maya: There was nothing else I could do.
I couldn't help it, I bust out laughing. I think it was the wistful tone in which she said it. bahaha