Barfing

On Tuesday night, almost immediately as Mommy and Daddy were getting home from their Feast at the Market fete, I began throwing up with great vigor. We're talking the entire lunch and dinner contents of a 3 year old all over my bed, pillows and kitties.

It turned out to be a loooong night of repeated vomiting and lotsa laundry. Mommy bit the bullet and stayed home with me on Wednesday while Daddy did his duty yesterday. I had one or two more little barfs on Wednesday, but was in the clear with Daddy. He and I even made it out to Green Lake for some fresh air and a walk around.