Get it Out!

I apologize in advance that my first post is about vomit, but you have to hear this story, so here goes...

All four of us stayed healthy throughout the entire holiday season, which was wonderful. We were around a lot of sick people, but somehow managed to avoid the bug...until Wednesday night. Landen came down with the stomach flu and the excitement started about 2:30 in the morning. The poor child didn't have much in his stomach, so after about the third episode, he got the dry heaves. Of course, this is hard for a four-year-old to understand because it felt like something needed to come out.

I got out of bed for the fourth or fifth time and Landen was already standing above the trash can. He was so desperate to feel better that he pointed to his back and said, "Mommy, hit me really hard right here so it will come out." Clever boy! Too bad it doesn't work that way because I sure would have been willing to whack away if I thought it would have helped him feel better!