Poor Adam...that bobsledding in shorts must've made him susceptible. When I woke up at 4 a.m. (to pee....again), he was awake lying on his side and said, "I don't feel so good..." in a pitiful little voice. Next thing ya know, the man is in the bathroom with a little of the neat-o stomach bug. Not to be crude, but the poor guy's had it comin' out both ends. Sorry to sell ya out, Adam, but the people should know...apparently it's going around.
Stomach sicky is the worse kinda sicky in my opinion. It's the kind where you start bargaining with God i.e. "Lord....if you'll just get me out of this, then I'll _______" I'm sure the Lord gets a kick out of my ramblings during stomach bug bargaining.
So he had to miss school today. I came home from work at lunch and brought him a yellow gatorade and some pepto. Hopefully he will feel better tomorrow as he has a test! Bless his heart.