Poor Simon threw up this morning. He came into my bathroom as I was stepping in the shower and started whining and I sent him downstairs to get Alan to give him breakfast (which is his normal routine - Simon knocks on the cellar door and Alan stops exercising to give Simon a yogurt or cereal). But this morning when Alan walked up the stairs from the basement Simon was sitting in the Blue Chair right at the top of the cellar steps with throw up on the floor in front of him. Poor kid doesn't remember ever throwing up before and didn't know what to do so he just sat quietly, holding Kitty and waiting for someone to come help him.
He spent the first hour of the morning throwing up and finally he told us he was hungry. We gave him a bit of oatmeal which he devoured and some Tylonol to try to head off the fever he felt like he was getting. Within an hour he was definitely fever-full, but it broke while we were reading stories. He spend the morning relaxing on the couch reading with me and then watching some Thomas the Train. Went down for nap without a complaint and will hopefully be feeling better this afternoon.
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