A few weeks ago, we did our normal morning routine but Nick was really weird - he didn't want to wake up and was very clingy. We got to Sharon's and just as I was turning the door knob to leave for work, Nick throws up. Awesome. I took him back home, in which time he spit up/threw up 2 more times. He laid down to watch a show and slept on and off for the rest of the morning. He woke up at 11:30 and was no longer sick. He was the opposite of sick. All he wanted was food. He ate 3 pieces of toast, 2 containers of applesauce, crackers, goldfish, and a muffin.
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