ælapest #2

no fair, we already had this! Yesterday, er pupo was sick at daycare, but didn't seem the worse for it. His daymother wasn't concerned enough to phone me and only told me when I went to collect him and found him in his "mom-jeans" (you know, the ugly ones with elasticated waist that live in his change bag for just such emergencies). Today, I have succumbed, starting with the sensation of having swallowed a rat around lunchtime to this evenings experiment which consisted of drinking half a glass of water, and vomiting up 2 litres. Whence does it come?

Better me than him