Ringo woke us up at 5:00 this morning with the tell-tale sign of an impending hurl. So, we got up (in a hurry), and I got him outside while hubby cleaned up the carpet (I can tell already that he's going to be the vomit parent when we have kids). Hubby got up with him and I tried to go back to sleep, but gave up about half an hour later with hurl #2.
This, of course, was after Puck hurled last night while we were eating dinner.
Two sick kids in less than 12 hours. Hershey-girl - it's your turn, sweetie! Don't miss out on all the fun!