Let the good times roll.. or projectile.. whichever.
Jon Kent has decided to grace us with his bodily fluids today. Chunky bodily fluids. Gag. He did it in his bed and then in our bed. Lots of extra laundry to do around here today!
He said his tummy didn't hurt but his head did. After the 2nd round of puking he said his head felt better. So I haven't a clue. He also said he was hungry so I fixed him banana and toast for lunch. He just got off the couch and announced that he felt alll better. I sure hope so. We are out of clean sheets.
And of course all of this would have to happen today.. on my first day of school. Leaving a sick child at home while I go to school will be just lovely.
Well, I'm off to fold my millionth load of laundry.