just when i was thinking i could get a good nights sleep and have a do nothing day off, i had to spend the night camped out in the living room holding julians head over the puke bucket all night. the joy of kids. try explaining to a thirsty dehydrated 4 year old why he cant just have a huge drink of ice cold water. (in case you're wondering- it creates instant puke) he finally stopped at about 530 this morning. and then started with "i'm thirsty!" so then he had to sip something every 5 minutes and try to sleep in between. i was snoozing on the floor when i heard from the bathroom "mama! I pbbblllbbbted!" meaning it was now coming out the other end. so much for the do nothing day off. i didn't realize such a small body could hold so much vomit. most of it came out in the initial incident all over the bed. i never even knew until he came out covered in it. grossed out yet? sorry. had to share