My Child Threw Up on the Panamera’s Leather Seat! How We Cleaned Up the Mess

公開日：2017.11.05
最終更新日：2019.01.19

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My Child Got Carsick

This picks up where yesterday’s blog left off. Yesterday, with only 10 minutes to go before we got home, my older daughter threw up. It was entirely my fault: our car has Wi-Fi, so I let her watch something on the iPad, and I guess it made her carsick. She almost never gets carsick, so I feel absolutely terrible.

So from now on, the iPad is staying out of the car. For good.

Our Child Car Seat Setup

The first question was, “What should we do about the seat where our daughter got sick?” We decided to start by washing her car seat. This is the one she uses. I think she’s been using it since she was around three.

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We no longer need a bulky car seat, and this junior seat is convenient because it takes up so little space. We also put this seat protector underneath it.

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That way, the car seat doesn’t sit directly on the leather, which helps protect it. And this time, the protector also kept the mess from landing directly on the leather seat—a relief.

Time to Wash the Car Seat!

When it comes to things like this, I can be so clueless. For some reason, I convinced myself that the entire car seat could go straight into the washing machine, so I put the whole thing in.

Thankfully, it survived the wash. But when I went to hang it up, I realized for the first time that the cover was removable…

A lot of water had seeped into the seat itself through a tiny hole in the middle. It took ages to get it back out through that same little opening. I ended up swinging the seat around over and over, and now my arms are sore!

My husband said,

“Seriously!? You put the whole thing in the washing machine? Your thought process is just like Eiko Kano’s. You should see if Maseki Geinosha will take you on!”

On TV, Eiko Kano comes across as funny because he’s so adorably clueless and says and does such silly things. The problem is, I often think and act exactly the same way he does—so sometimes I can’t even laugh.

Back to the car: my husband wiped down the seat, but couldn’t get the mess out of the tiny perforations…

The vacuum didn’t help either. Apparently, spraying the area with a little water and pressing a microfiber cloth against it to soak everything up finally did the trick.