Later that morning post puke we decided to go ahead with our weekend plans. Picnic with cousins and then drive out to Jack'ee and Jason's house for their double b-day bash. Regan seemed okay…
A couple cute reasons why I have a van and extra car seats.
Although we had fun we didn't stay very long playing with cousins. Regan took a turn south and I canceled on Jack'ee and Jason. I just didn't want to deal with mouth and butt vomit on a hour long car ride. And then have a whinny fevery kiddo be miserable away from home.
Don't let his cute face fool you. I was a LONG 48 hours of nasty clean up jobs for his Mama. Jon somehow missed each incident after the 3 am puke. It went though all of us. I was happy that we avoided sharing with Jack'ee and Jason. That would have been the worst b-day gift ever.
