Ian started complaining of a stomach ache this morning. It went off and on. He spent some time on the couch, but also spent time playing. He didn't have very much appetite, but then again, he never really does.
So we went about our day. Lunch with Bryan. Grocery shopping.
He was fine for lunch- happy, playful, but didn't eat. He was kind of whiny at the store, but he always is. He did opt to ride in the cart rather than push one of those cute little kid carts around, so that was kind of weird.
He fell asleep in the car on the way to lunch and on the way home.
On the way into the neighborhood, he perked up and wanted desperately to play with Leah, to which I emphatically said NO. You don't feel good, spreading germs...blah blah blah. Basic no-fun mom excuses.
He got 3 steps into the house before he puked all over the floor.
Here we go again!
Wanna take bets on who gets this rotten thing next? Me or Bryan? Maybe Gaga or Papa (since he spent the night with them over the weekend)? Winner gets bragging rights and one of those hospital germ masks.
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Hate to say it but I am betting you since you were with him all weekend. I just refilled my anti nausea med if you need it ;)
Poor Ian! I hope it is a quick bug, in and out. Sucks, but it's good Bryan is home now to help. Lemme know if you need anything. How did his night with Gaga and Papa go?
Oh, sh*it.....
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