...for an hour. I thought about skipping the Pumpkinland activity. But, I figured once we got there, Dillon would be able to snap out of it and play. Plus, I know he isn't contagious. He has had radically disturbed digestion for over a week now, but only threw up Saturday and never had a fever. So, we went.
Dillon says,
"Here I am at the pumpkin patch."
"My belly hurts."
"Here I am in a wagon."
"Please, Mommy, I just want to go home."
We stayed for about an hour. But, then I couldn't carry him any longer and we had to go home. After a few bites of lunch, we took another nap. Three hours this time.
Poor kid. He really is sick. I know his belly is hurting him. Still, I took him on our first Halloween adventure today. His belly hurt so bad that I am staying up all night tonight laundering and recreating the destroyed parts of the Superman costume. He's always had such a strong disposition. I don't understand why he is all of a sudden sick most of the time. It's very sad.
3 comments:
Poor baby! He's such a cute though.
Thanks. Though, I was telling a friend today, I really miss my happy playful babe. I just don't know how to get him to come home to me.
I'm so sorry. My kids didn't catch it from him but I don't know yet if I did. Sorry you weren't feeling well. AND Oh my great goodness I LOVE, LOVE, LOVE the superman outfit. I'm being a bum and not dressing up. Ava is Tinkerbell, Andrew is Pooh, and Steve is a Vampire tonight and who knows what else this afternoon and Monday.
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