Poor kid

Noah is home sick today. Just after Andy and I went to bed last night, we heard Noah calling for Andy. Andy went in to find Noah had thrown up in bed. We got him cleaned up, gave him some clean sheets, put a bowl next to his bed, and laid a blanket along the side of his bed just in case. We left the bathroom light on just in case, then closed our door (not tight) so the light didn’t bother us.

I woke up this morning with my alarm and headed into the bathroom to take a shower. I got out of the shower and found the boys in bed with Andy. Noah said to me, “Mom? I don’t think I should go to school today because I don’t want to get my friends sick.”

“Really, Noah? Because you only threw up that one time.”

“No I didn’t. I threw up three times last night.”

“What? No you didn’t. Please don’t lie.”

“I’m not lying. I really did throw up again.”

“Seriously? Seriously. I didn’t hear you. And I hear everything!”

So I headed to his room, and checked his bed. Well, wouldn’t you know, he was telling the truth! Not to gross you all out (all four of you), but he had thrown up a couple more times on the blanket we laid on his bed. And then he apparently went back to sleep. Without telling us. Didn’t say a word.

I apologized for not believing him, then we explained that he should let us know so we can help. So the morning got a little crazy, as I had a hair appointment, then I had to get Caden to school. Andy stayed home for the morning until I got back. I had to cancel a chance to watch my friend’s son while Caden was at school (sorry again, Amy!). And Noah and I had some time to hang this morning.

All is not lost, though. Noah and I managed to pass yet another level on our “Lego: Star Wars” game for the Wii. It was a pretty productive morning!