Noah woke up puking this morning. I actually wondered if he might be dehydrated. Anyway — Took Emma and Dinara to camp. Emma decided on the way in that she did indeed feel a little nauseated so we turned around and left. (Much tears, much drama, because she did not want to miss the last day of camp!) Dinara decided to forgo camp too because well, she could have cared less about camp anyway. (hey… it’s just money!) And on the way home, Emma puked all over the minivan.

She’s since puked up the chicken noodle soup from lunch but is holding down Gatorade.

Noah is sleeping and has held down toast and a little bit of soup.

Me, Im fine although Im feeling a bit nauseated myself. I can’t tell though if it’s real or if it’s all in my head from cleaning up so much puke. :)

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