Exhusted

This week has been filled with a lot of fun. Jamie took off Wednesday with the Scouts to go on their High Adventure Camp. They had white water rafting, hiking, swimming at Lake Tahoe, and a few other things on their list. So me and the kids have been holding down the fort. We swam at the lake one day, went to the movies, rented movies and had an indoor picnic, and stayed up later than we should have. I think it all caught up to Grant.

Yesterday may parents had invited us over for dinner. I struggled with Grant to get him to eat anything (which isn't all that unusual), but then he started to complain that his tummy hurt. And it's ALL gone DOWNHILL from there. He threw up at my parents house (thanks Grandma Redfearn, for helping clean up the floor, Grants clothes, etc, etc), and this is what he looked like on the way home (we only live 4 miles away):


Poor guy made it in the house before we had another "incident" but he held the bag the whole way home--just in case. Since then, about every half hour or so, he gets sick. He has been such a trooper though--hitting the bowl every time but ONCE!

Daddy should be home soon and can assume the bowl duty!