Wednesday, November 01, 2006
Spook & Puke
As do all kids, my son had a wonderful Halloween. He was the cutest pirate in town. We Trick-or-treated with friends for a short time (it was VERY cold) and then went to McDonald's and had dinner (if you can call it that). I, of course, did the good parent thing and only let him have a piece or two of candy. Then we headed home to settle in for the night. In the middle of the night he crawled in bed with us and at 3:30 in the morning, right next to my head, I heard, "BLEH". You have never seen a woman jump out of bed so fast. He puked right next to my pillow. Ew. Turns out that when he told me earlier that night that his stomach hurt...he wasn't kidding. Happy Halloween...or not.