What a great day for kids. How can you improve upon dressing up as superheroes, princesses or cowboys and getting candy thrown at you from every direction? I guess you can make it better by feeling good.
Beware: this is kind of gross.
In the middle of the night, I felt what I assumed to be Griffin crawling in bed with us. He felt crazy hot so turned toward him just in time to put my face in his vomit. He continued to throw up for a minute or so and then the song and dance of cleaning him, the beds and getting people back to sleep. I DO NOT do throw up well or happily. In fact there were several points when after Sean found me with my head between my knees because I thought it was my turn next. The rest of the night, I listen for differences in breathing, any coughing or any movement and no one sleeps well. It stinks when our kids are sick.
So now our Dash isn't getting to go to school and it doesn't look like he will be trick or treating. This has turned from a sick I get to miss school day to the worst day of his little life.