Last night started like every other night around here. Jace fell right to sleep and Camden cried for an hour before caving. It wasn't until about 3am when Camden came into our bedroom in tears(nothing unusual). I tried calming him down before he told me he needed to throw up! We rushed into the bathroom and the fun began. This only lasted for about 3 hours and we've been pretty good since.
You can imagine his excitement when I told him he could have a popsicle(pedialyte) for breakfast. He thought he had died and gone to heaven.
Now Jace is napping, Camden is laying on the couch watching Monsters Inc, and I'm crossing my fingers nobody else gets hit with the bug!
Calling in sick to work isn't as fun as it used to be.