It all started last Saturday when we had plans to BBQ with some friends. Of course LittleL.G., being my homebody, didn't want to go. So she started with the usual, "I don't feel good!" We bribed her by making cookies and brownies to celebrate that she learned to ride a bike without training wheels. She seemed ok but didn't want to eat lunch because her stomach hurt. BUT, she doesn't eat much anyway. I should have been tipped off that she really wasn't feeling well when she said she "didn't know" if she would eat dessert... but I still thought she just wanted to stay home.
So we are at our friends' house. She is having a great time, playing outside, somersaulting in the basement, until just before dinner when she says she still doesn't feel good. But she eats dinner. Then she starts to not look so hot. I have her on my lap and she does the typical, "my throat hurts!" (why is it always the throat??!?!) and throws up dinner all over the table. We book it out of there, and so it began.
This was LittleL.G. this past week. Poor kid had to wear SlimJim's clothes home from our friends' house. And then didn't move from the couch for seven days!
Needless to say we haven't been doing much. LittleL.G. has needed her mom, and I am so grateful Gram is here to take MiniM.E. and SlimJim out of the house once in a while!
Just today, a week later, LittleL.G. is finally more herself and off the couch, so we were able to leave LittleL.G. with Gram to go to a birthday party.
Thank goodness it's over! And no one else caught it!
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