We’ve got a sick boy in our house today. I woke him up this morning at 8 to go for a walk with the neighbors, plopped him in the stroller and handed him his breakfast. We made it to the end of the street and he lost all the eggs he’d eaten so far. So we turned around and took a bath then snuggled into Daddy’s chair to watch Dora. I figured out later that he’d already thrown up once in his bed. Poor guy.
He’s on the mend already though. By 11:00 he was asking for a sandwich and starting to play some. Hopefully tomorrow he’ll be good as new.