I don't really know IF that is what they had, or what the deal was but, my goodness.
So, after Henry yakked up his dinner, and we put them to bed, we thought we were in the clear.
HA! 30 minutes after my last blog post, I rushed to the boys' room hearing that lovely and disgusting sound of SOMEONE throwing up. I thought it was Henry.
It was Spencer. And it was GROSS.
So, we changed his bed, and his jammies and got him all ready for bed again, but I could still *smell* vomit. So, I checked Henry.
He was asleep in a pool of... never mind. So, we woke him up and changed him and got Spencer back in his bed.
And then I ran out of bedsheets cuz they did it ALL again.
So, we ended up sleeping them with blankies and pillows in our room.
And this morning, they were fine, totally and completely fine.
6 loads of vomit-covered laundry later, you'd never know what we all went through in the dark of night.
I really hope Derek and I avoid whatever it was that made them sick. But, I'm kinda doubting it.
Right now, Bup-Bup is tumbling around in the dryer, after sitting in a bath of vinegar and baking soda. Thank goodness for a back-up Bup-Bup.