Round 2

Monday G and Kyle were down for the count, but Tuesday they were both much better. Hopefully thinking on our part that we were in the clear that no one else would get sick! Ha, Tuesday night we were at Kyle's hockey practice and all of a sudden Luke starts throwing up. Because I am pregnant the sight, smell or noise of it makes me join in. Thanks to G and some of our hockey friends they were able to get the trash can over to him and comfort him. Talk about feeling like a horrible mom not being able to even console my sick 4 yr old. We got him home and he wanted to go straight to bed. G got him already and lined his floor with beach towels and made a path to the bathroom (we are getting smart). He woke up about an hour later crying which we all know what that means for a sick little one, G ran up and helped him out, thank heavens he is old enough to do it in the bowl. He woke up again a hour later and then again at midnight. Wednesday morning he was fine, running, playing, eating like nothing! His was much faster then G and Kyle's. So far so good for Brittney and I!!! Let's pray it remains that way!!