We've all heard the story of "The little boy that cried wolf," but does this face look like he could do such a thing? So sweet. So innocent. Well, I was beginning to think so!
Since I am so far behind in my blogging, this was a few weeks back.
The daycare called me Wednesday afternoon to say that Tristan was throwing up. So, I left work, rushed over there, while calling the pediatrician to ask if I should give him Pedalyte (it's been a while since we had a little baby), quickly swung his room door open to see him smiling sweetly in the swing. So, I felt him...no fever. After signing him out, I ran across the street to Kroger to buy the Pedalyte (which is CRAZY-expensive and has to be thrown out after 24 hours)! All the while, Tristan sat in his seat babbling and smiling. We spent a relaxing, work-free, afternoon at home...with NO poop, vomiting, or fever. Back to daycare the next morning for you, little faker! Fast forward to Friday morning, 4:00 a.m. I am up, stomach hurting and nauseous. Fast forward to 5:00 a.m. TJ up, in the bathroom. Go to check on him. He is ok, but explains the situation and says that it stinks in there so bad that he has flushed the potty six times! Fast forward 5 minutes, TJ makes it to my room and lays in the bed, runs to the potty, throws up! Both of us...sick...ALL Friday long! Saturday, after suffering from cabin fever, we decide we feel well enough to go the the Clemson vs. Auburn game that night. We head to the tailgate, where it feels like it is 100 degrees and 100% humidity. TJ throws up...no football game Saturday for TJ and I. On the way home...around mid-night, Thomas pulls the car over on the interstate...throwing up! Sunday...Nana gets it! Monday...KK gets it! Tuesday...Uncle Lee gets it! No one was safe, only 2 made it out unscathed! I guess I'll think twice next time, before I question Tristan's motives ;)
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