Our Tuesdays are typically pretty busy. We have Tuesday school and then plan a play date. We have House Church Tuesday nights and so in there some where there is making food for dinner and getting naps and cleaning done.
Today, however, Asher woke up and said he didn't feel good. I didn't think much of it, but I have been feeling somewhat rundown myself so the idea of skipping school sounded ok to me. Asher crawled in bed with me and we rested until he sat up and yelled "I need the puke pot". Then he threw up in my bed. Yep, gross.
After throwing up two more times he was parked on the couch in front of Franklin.