Tuesday morning as soon as I walked into the house, I was greeted by Jillian and Drew was in the bathroom vomiting. It was a long day for both of us and Drew had his first experience of sitting on the pot and throwing up in a trash can. He was pretty puny that day. When we were in the bathroom I would ask if he was all done (whatever end it was at the moment) and he would always tell me "no there is some in there for later." My response was usually "great :)"
The next day he stayed home again, but was feeling much better as you can tell by the pictures. He was watching movies while wearing my snuggie.
All better by Christmas morning.
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