Sick man

Gavin has come down with a bug. We (and by we I mean Gavin and I, we could hear Shan snoring while we were up) were up nearly all night. Poor Gavin has never really been sick before. He woke up about 10:30-11:00 last night and was crying. I went to check on him and he had vomited. It wasn't very much, so I sent him in to see Daddy while I took care of changing his sheets. When I was done I went to check on him. He started kinda whining so I picked him up and he promptly threw up all over me! Little rascal! So, after hosing (read: showering) us off and getting him in clean jammies I put him down and laid down with him. He promptly fell asleep. I decided to try to catch some sleep and came back to my bed. Shortly thereafter Gavin started crying again. You get the point with where this is going. Needless to say I was out of sheets to put on the bed and told him so. I ended up putting him back in his crib (he had been sleeping in his big boy bed) because I had a few crib sheets left if I needed to change them. He ended up petering out about 2AM and woke me back up at 6:20 this morning. I kept him home from school today. He seems much better today. I was able to get him to eat some dry cheerios and diluted apple juice as well as a Popsicle, who doesn't love a Popsicle, especially banana flavored? So, all seems right in the world once again, except the smell of vomit which has taken up residence in my nose and I can't seem to get it out, not fun when you are pregnant!