Um, never mind

A Comcast salesman just came to the door. Caden thought it would be one of his friends, so he ran to the door and answered. I was only half a step behind him, so when he opened the door the salesman said, "Good afternoon. We are in your area today..." And then it happened. Caden puked. All over the poor guy's shoes. We all stood there, not sure what to do. Then Caden did it again. The guy took a step back and said, "Umm, never mind. It looks like this isn't a great time for you." I offered to let him clean off with our hose. Then I hosed down the front porch, grateful I was washing down cement and not cleaning carpet. Once Caden got cleaned up he proudly informed me he threw up outside instead of inside, because that wouldn't have been very nice to throw up inside. Thanks, Caden. I'll let the salesman know you were being nice.