Rocco woke up at 3 this morning, sick. We went into his room and he showed us a pile of vomit on his bed and said, “Me did a little heartburn.” Poor guy.
I admittedly relished our sick-induced stay-at-home in our pajamas day. I’m trying to figure out if I’ve got what he’s got, too, but it’s hard because I feel like I have the stomach flu all the time…when I’m sick it just feels like I have the flu worse. No matter though; I’m enjoying the excuse to cover the living room with blankets, pillows, books, and toys and have an all day play date with Rocco.
Who am I kidding? The living room was already covered in blankets, pillows, books and toys.