Jack has been feeling funny all weekend. A minor stomach bug perhaps? He was tired, took a nap in the car which is unheard of, ate very little…yeah based on that last one I would say he’s got something. Now I’m starting to feel funny. Uh oh.
Jack: I was nauseous all day Mommy.
me: Aww, that stinks…
Jack: I had to keep the trash can next to me just in case.
me: Did you throw up?
Jack: No, but I really wanted to. I even went to the nurse but she said I was fine. Why does she always say that?
me: Well one thought is that you had to use the word “always”…
Jack: I don’t even know what that means! And she used a thermometer right under my ACTUAL tongue! Everyone knows it’s supposed to beep across your forehead! Sheesh, it’s like you’re both from the olden days or something!!