We got "the call" yesterday from school. The dreaded call that informs you that your child has gotten sick all over their things, so you better come get him so he can get sick all over your things.
Nice.
I have to give Hayden credit. Since he was beside me on the floor all night, each time I heard him move, I would throw his head in a bucket. He was a real trooper and there were no messes.
Daddy was in charge of disposing of the contents and administering the meds. Landon was in charge of not missing a thing and having his nose in everyone's business.
Currently, Landon is in hour three of his afternoon nap. Because we all know how exhausting it is to keep tabs on your parents and a barfing brother from bedtime to breakfast.
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