Right after we went through the Waldo/Rainbow Tunnel, on our way down the hill towards Sausalito, the Spawn puked all over herself.
As we pulled into the next exit, the E-i-C (who was driving) and I attempted to console her. She was kind of shaken, and pitifully apologized, "I spilled my yogurt." Alas, my dear, that is not yogurt.
We stopped at an overlook and began the process of cleaning what we could with handi-wipes (which ran out too soon), diaper wipes, and washcloths. As we stripped her down and put her into her hideously clashing and too-small backup clothes (the day care asks us to always have backup clothes in her day bag, and we put her ugliest ones in there so we will notice when she's had a change during the day), we saw, over Tiburon and Richardson Bay, a spectacular rainbow. It soon grew into a full arc. The Spawn was enthralled. Karma was restored. We turned around and went home.
(On the way back across the GGB, the rainbow's end traveled across the Bay, making stops at Alcatraz, Treasure Island, and the Financial District. I'll let you decide where to find the pot of gold.)
When we returned, the E-i-C cleaned up the Spawn and put her to bed, while I worked on the car. For the first time in the year we've had it, I had to figure out how to remove the car seat cushion. Of course, one does not normally need to do so until it is covered in something unpleasant. It is not an easy task. Halfway through, I discovered the User Guide tucked underneath the cover, which was helpful except for the part where it explained that I had to pull the straps, buckles, and chest and shoulder pads through the tiny little slots that were barely big enough for the straps themselves. I was even more appalled when I read, "Hand wash only." Oh yeah? That's why I have a washing machine with a "Hand Wash" cycle. Suckers.