It is hard to believe that Bryson has never puked before now, but tonight was his first time.
I came home early to take care of him while Amber went to “meet the teacher” night. He was pretty fussy, but we played for a little bit. He climbed on me and wanted to be held, which is strange. I thought he was really tired, so we tried to eat dinner so I could get on with his bath and bed routine. He kept falling asleep at dinner. When I gave up trying to stuff food in his mouth and washed his hands in the sink, his head fell down and hit the faucet. Ooops.
I decided to skip the bath and just throw some PJ pants on him. He agreed that was a good choice and went right to sleep, butt up in the air like normal.
Amber came home about 7:30 and opened his door to check on him. He was awake, so she let him walk around. That is when he puked. (I’m glad I didn’t let Christy borrow our spot bot!)
He has a fever now, and Amber says she is sure he caught the virus that one of the boys from daycare has. She will stay home with him tomorrow. Poor boy.
Get ready for many more. He has only just begun!