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The day after Christmas, we put the kids to bed. I awoke to some muffled kid sounds at 2:30 am. I got up to go to the boys room and on the way, saw Benson on the couch. I began talking to him, and he began barfing at me. I caught most of it with a blanket-luckily. It's not the first time that Kimball has been alarmingly awoken with a cry of help from me. Benson was ghost white. We bathed him for the second time that night, and went into his room to get him new clothes, only to discover that that had been the second time that he threw up. Hence the picture. He ended up throwing up through the night and into midday. Sleeping and resting. The next day he seemed much better. It was about one pm., I'm ready to head out, Talmage is in his carseat, diaper bag on my shoulder, and Andrew threw up all over the floor. What!! We had another long day and night of lots of 'episodes'. By Friday everyone seems pretty normal and we hope that mom, dad, and the baby are spared.
I took this picture on Thursday night when Andrew was still mopey. Kimball and I were talking and Andrew just climbed right up on the stool and put his arms around daddy. I literally had the camera sitting next to me and glad I could snap this little moment.