On Wednesday night, I put Carson down for bed around 8:15. Ten short minutes later he was crying for me...turns out he had thrown up in his bed. We had a restless night of more throwing up every 1-2 hours. Or, as a friend of mine referred to it as, a puke fest! It continued into Thursday morning, and he was miserable. By afternoon, I started running a fever and then got sick myself. We were a pretty pathetic pair! We woke up feeling a little better today, but still not back to our normal selves. We took a nap together this morning, and I thought he looked way too precious to not take a photo of him when I woke up.
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