On our way home from the park, Matthew started complaining about his stomach. After we had been home for a while, James threw up all over Tim. Two minutes later, Matthew was throwing up all over my bathroom floor. I chalk it up to mother's intuition in getting him into the bathroom on time. While I was cleaning him up a bit in the sink, he said, "I can't believe I did that! I throwed up, Mom." Then I decided to start a bath for him. Nobody wants to go to sleep stinky. James heard the tub start, and wanted to take a bath, too. Tim brought him into the bathroom, and James immediately "throwed his bones" (to quote my cousin McKell). Now they are both asleep, and the house is disinfected. Ah, what a delightful way to end FHE.
Don't these look like the stairs from "Flight of the Navigator?" Which was one of my favorite movies when I was younger, except I called it the "The Flying Alligator." Man, I was a cute kid.
Side Note: For those of you that may not know, I throw up easily. A little too easily, if you ask me. When I was little and for no reason that I can remember, I threw up in the middle of a store. I had eaten fries for lunch. My cute little cousin McKell pointed to my mess and said, "Look! She frowed her bones!"
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Poor guys. I'm sorry. If it makes you feel any better I've been throwing up a little too. Mine is pregnancy related though. At least Delaney will come by the toilet with me and pretend to throw up. I'm not alone. It doesn't sound like anyone was alone in the throwing up at your house either. I'm sorry. We love you. Glad we have the distance right now.
Frowin bones sucks.
I hope everyone is feeling better. Elaine and Charlotte both had similar issues on our trip.
Those stairs are totally Flight of the Navigator. Oh, the memories...
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