Dillon spent the night with Mammy friday. Sometime around 5:00 am, we got a call that he wanted to come home. He then spent the next 8 hours throwing his guts up. Macy had spent the night at Erin's so hopefully she can avoid the nasty little virus. Dillon was so brave. He never whimpered or whined, he just barfed, then went back to the couch. The only thing he even asked for was a cold rag for his head. He was much better yesterday and even rode his motorcycle for awhile. We'll call him the Comeback Kid.
(Side note to Sherrie....this time it was chili instead of hot dogs!) EEEEWWWWWWW
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