So the little woman and I were not feeling great on Friday. Mine lasted all weekend while hers was a day. Today was the little man's turn. We woke up to him barfing over the side of the bed. Naturally I was hoping it was a fluke, but it was not. He headed to the bathroom and informed me that his butt threw up. Great.
I called in to work and took the day off. We did two quick errands where he didn't need to get out of the car and back to the couch.
Tomorrow will be a new day and hopefully a better day for the little man.
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