Last night we had our first sick kid. Cal spent most of the night vomiting and on the toilet. We haven't figured out what caused it, but I am hoping that we weren't responsible (we cooked all our meals at the house yesterday!) He seems alright this morning, dehydrated but no more "tummy hurting."
He was a trooper last night. I am always amazed how my kids rise to these things and don't fall apart crying, afraid of it all. So, it will be a slow day here today. Thankfully we didn't plan much- Cal started to call out crying just as Danny and I got settled into bed with the Lonely Planet book in our laps. At least he's got good timing.