Barf

Yuck.

Poor little Justin isnt feeling so hot today. He wouldnt eat breakfast...but I thought he was just not hungry yet so he just had some orange juice. A few minutes later- it came right back out.
He didnt do much but lay around whimpering all day, so I thought maybe he wasnt really feeling great. I carried him up to his bedroom to get him out of his hot flannel jammies and into a t-shirt. Once I got the sirt on him he lost it all over his bed. I gave him a bath to clean up, and gave him some new sheets, and now he's been sleeping for about 35-40 minutes. Hopefully he is better when he wakes up and this was just a little icky something from something he ate or something like that. Poor little guy... his face melts my heart when he frowns and trys not to cry. I had him in the bath tub and I told him I was going to go and change his sheets, so to yell if he needed anything. On my way out I heard him say something, so I went back and asked him what he said. He said "I am not talking to you, Mommy...I was talking to myself." So I asked him what he said and he told me that he felt sad for throwing up on his bed. That made me feel even worse that he was telling himself things like that. :(

Atleast it is pouring outside and he's not missing out on playing out there and having a good time. If you feel like crap, this is the day to do it, I guess.