Wah wah

The last few days, Chuck has taken the laptop to work and I hate his computer, so... I have storiez.

The other night, Jake walked into my room at 4:30 in the morning. He was bawling his eyes out and crying, "There's cheese on my bed, there's cheese all over my bed!"

Being more than half-asleep, I reassured him that there was, in fact, no cheese on his bed. Everything was fine, go back to sleep. He continued bawling and demanding that there was cheese on his bed. I finally dragged myself out of bed and walked into his room, where I discovered the macaroni and cheese he had eaten for dinner, puked all over his bed. I stripped his bed and threw the sheets in the hallway, to deal with in the morning. I then went back to sleep.

Every hour or so, he would come back in my room and tell me he had to puke. In the middle of telling him to go to the toilet, he would just puke wherever he was standing. At one point, Chuck thought it was a good idea to give him some cherry Pepto Bismol, which he puked in my trashcan and on my bed.

He puked probably 3 or 4 more times before breakfast, which he ate just fine. I thought he had gotten it from the neighbor boy, who had the stomach flu the week before. Since Jake's had it, I've kept him away from David. Then his mom called me tonight and told me he's throwing up again. So I guess we are transmitting this bug back and forth somehow, I just pray it stays away from the baby.

CHEESE!