Wish granted

We went to six flags today. Actually, as I write this, mom, Levi and I are chillin in Toon Town waiting for the boys/men to return from the swings.
I should preface my story with telling you Levi is sick. He has kept nothing down in almost 48 hours. The doctor told me to give him pedialite exclusively until he can keep it down.
Mom doesn't like rules.
She decided to give Levi a bit of cherry. As I watched a tiny tiny little taste of cherry go in his mouth I said, "I hope that if that little bit of food makes him barf, he gets it all over your nice white shirt."
Wish granted.