Fetal position. All morning.
That and throwing up the remains of yesterday's Del Taco refried beans.
They're all gone now. All that's left is yellow-y gunk.
Mmmmmm mmmm good.
I wish we could make it better...at least he's sleeping now.
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Poor kid... I know how that is, although Holly spends most of the time cleaning up the kids when they're sick (let's just say the sight of the V-word affects me negatively... surgery, blood and stuff is no big thing, but vomit is... icky).
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