Hot on Elise's heels, Henry started throwing up today. A LOT. Couldn't even keep fluids down until the end of the day. Vomit everywhere. We changed his clothes no less than 4 times today.
So long, weekend plans.
These fantastic plans were for nothing more exciting than a trip to Costco, a visit from a case manager, and a couple of walks around the neighborhood, mind you. But my boring mommy weekend was demoted even farther down the fun scale and instead I spent my Saturday dodging explosions of vomit and wishing I could go just 30 minutes without someone wiping their snot covered, tear stained face on my shirt, arm, leg, or the back of my hand.
Happy Saturday!
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