Last night Mason asked if he could sleep in my bed. I said sure. Approximately 15 minutes ago (2:15AM), I woke up to Mason screaming and running in place. “Mason, come here!” I yelled. It was dark and I couldn’t see anything. Mason was still screaming. He ran over to my side of the bed as I was sitting up and … BLECH. Puke hit me right in the face and chest. Poor kid tried to cover his mouth but puke was coming out everywhere. “I’M SPITTING!” he yelled. “GO TO THE TOILET,” I yelled back as we both ran down the hallway. He threw up one last time in the toilet.<\/p>\n

Upon returning to the bedroom and flipping on the light, I saw the total damage. I have to say honestly that I’ve never seen that much puke before. His pillow looked like a lake with standing vomit in it. His blanket, another pillow, the comforter, the carpet on both sides of our bed, plus my pillow, blanket, my side of the bed and both of our shirts were covered in puke. Did I mention earlier that our washing machine is currently broke? The comforter and Mason’s blanket are balled up in the laundry room along with our shirts. One pillowcase is in the hamper. I don’t know what to do with Mason’s pillow. Right now it’s out on the back porch.<\/p>\n

I laid next to Mason with the lights on for a few minutes. “Son,” I said. “That’s puke.”<\/p>\n

“Yeah,” Mason said. “I had some bad puke,” he said. Then we both kind of giggled for a minute. Then he slowly closed his eyes again.<\/p>\n

UPDATE: 3:00am, more puke. Mason’s complaining that his tummy is hungry (I doubt that, I think it’s just upset) so I gave him a tiny bowl of cereal. Tiny factoid, SpongeBob cereal with marshmellows goes down yellow, but comes up green. So now there’s a sink full of that. After a call to mommy, he’s had a little Pepto and is back in bed, watching cartoons for a few minutes. <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Last night Mason asked if he could sleep in my bed. I said sure. Approximately 15 minutes ago (2:15AM), I woke up to Mason screaming and running in place. “Mason, come here!” I yelled. It was dark and I couldn’t see anything. Mason was still screaming. He ran over to my side of the bed as I was sitting up and … BLECH. Puke hit me right in the face and chest. Poor kid tried to cover his mouth but puke was coming out everywhere. “I’M SPITTING!” he yelled. “GO TO THE TOILET,” I yelled back as we both ran… (read more)<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-400","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-main"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.robohara.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/400","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.robohara.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.robohara.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.robohara.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.robohara.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=400"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.robohara.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/400\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.robohara.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=400"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.robohara.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=400"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.robohara.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=400"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}