Well the weekends is over, Brendan's here another night because he was outside swimming and he threw up a couple of times. He'd been complaining that his stomach hurt but I honestly thought he was just a little nervous about heading back to his dad's house. Turns out I was wrong and my boy is SICK SICK SICK. I don't think he's ever been this sick, he's liteally been sitting on the toliet with diarahea while throwing up into a trashcan. :-( He woke up a little while ago saying that he felt better but then 10 minutes later was throwing up again. My poor boy.
I'm heading to bed because looks like I could be in for a long night, let's hope that Dawson doesn't get it. I felt crummy this morning but not nearly as bad as Brendan. my poor boy.
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