Sunday, January 6, 2008

My poor baby...


Yesterday Stephen spent a few hours next door watching the Seahawk's game with Bill. When he got home, I had done a few hours of cleaning that I didn't feel like cooking so we decided to pickup some Taco Bell. When we got home I carried James into the house and he just started puking...everywhere! I used his blanket to try and catch some of it, but it still got on the floor in the hallway...and the bathroom...and all over me and James. And BOY DID IT SMELL. About an hour before he snacked on a slice of Colby Jack cheese, that all came back up. And everything else that was in his stomach.
And all day today he's run a low grade fever. So he's just wanted to be held and cuddle. In fact he fell asleep an hour before his usual bedtime while I was sitting on the couch tonight holding him. I hope he feels better soon. :-(

4 comments:

n&k spence said...

poor guy, but isn't it nice to cuddle. Seems like they don't do it as much as they get older.

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Sarah said...

Hope James feels better!!

I'm glad you guys had a great Christmas. Happy New Year!

andria said...

I'm sorry that James was sick. I had a very similar experience with Tanner and Jason after Thanksgiving, not fun at all! I hope the little guy is feeling better!