Rough day. Matthew vomited oh probably 8 or 9 times. Seriously. From about noon to 7:00 he could not keep ANYthing down. Not even ginger ale.
He took it like a man, though. He was actually a lot LESS demanding than usual. Just wanted to sit on Mom's lap. Only thing that got him to smile was the Bumblebee song. Poor kid.
I asked my neighbor Chris to help me give him a blessing about 5:00. Two hours later he kept down a popsicle and not long after was back to his normal, happy, slightly prone to whining self.
Four loads of laundry later it's almost back to normal here.
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