Its 10pm: how many times has your child thrown up tonight?

Last night Liam got a little sick around 6pm. By a little sick I mean by 10:30 we stopped counting how many times he'd thrown up after 13.  Emergency run to Fred Meyer for 7up still didn't help. He slept on the couch next to a bucket, and surprisingly woke up absolutely fine. I asked him why he had been so sick

"I don't know, but I'm sorry. Sorry I puked"
"you don't have to be sorry for puking"
"I think it was 100 pukes"
"I think you're right"