Yesterday Raisin puked on me. His first time ever puking. It was so sad. I don't know what was worse for him, the sickness he felt or experiencing his stomach contents being expelled from his mouth. About six loads of laundry later, I'm happy to report everything is vomit free (let's hope) -- even Target.
Today he went down for his nap before I left for work. The babysitter said that he didn't wake up until about 4. Four hour nap. Nice. He kept telling me that puking was fun. NO fun, I'd correct him. Let's hope he's confused and he doesn't develop some freak toddler eating disorder.
This just in: The husband's now sick. I'm probably next. Hello toilet bowl.
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