Mom, I think I'm going to....

blech..... How many times as a mom have you heard that? Followed quickly by lunch leftovers - in this case macaroni and cheese. Poor little Tate, he was just fine one moment and the next standing beside me telling me he was going to throw up. And then ... well, let's just say the kid has great follow through. I was in the middle of sweeping the floor and on the phone with my sister - I like to multi task. Anyway, Tate had impeccable aim and was able to simultaneously get the floor (right in the middle of the pile I was sweeping), the broom, the garbage can and of course my feet.
Luckily we made it to the bathroom for the next several bouts, this is what he looks like right now... all snuggled up on the couch with his throw up bowl - what a life! It will only get better too, ginger ale and popsicles, ahhhh!

Of all my kids to get sick, it is worst when he gets sick because he can't keep anything down and can't sleep at all, he is continually waking up to purge himself of those little bugs. Looks like it is going to be a much more eventful day that I previously thought. But hey, I was just getting to mop the floor anyway. I'm in the midst of laundry up to my ears, so that shouldn't be a problem. Only I have to apologize to all the kindergarten class that was exposed this morning and then the public library - so sorry, we had no idea!

*** I need to update, we now have all three boys taking turns with the "throw up bowls", Connor has been very successful at hitting his target, Tate has done pretty darn good, and Gage - not sure he knows what a target is. I better get going on some laundry ... for some reason I have a little more to do today.