Pukey.

So Ben came down the hallway at 6 this morning and puked all over the carpet at our door. I rushed him to the bathroom and had him lean over the toilet. Of course, he was pretty much done by then. It was mostly the water he drank at 5.

He's thrown up a few more times this morning, but has now kept down some diluted apple juice and a few digestive cookies. Poor little gaffer. The last time, he looked at me and said, "Mommy?" I knew what was coming. I quickly carried him to the toilet and we made it just in time - I think he was starting to swallow it back (sorry if that's too much information!).

He had a very slight temperature during the wee hours of Sunday morning. I didn't really think anything of it 'cause it was gone a few hours later. I'm sure it's just a bug of some sort, although I don't want to tell Ben he has a stomach bug - who knows what he'd think!