The Flu
Dear Little George,
Your big brother is really sick with the stomach flu. We each went in to check on him last night when he was moaning in bed. When I went in he asked "Sleep with Mommy and Daddy?" Even though it was very cold he wouldn't let me cover him with a blanket so I suspected something was wrong. I picked him up and he collapsed in my arms and whispered "I love you, Mommy." I took him to the guest bed but he couldn't sleep. Daddy took over putting him back to sleep in his room and that is when the vomit started. Over the next few hours he vomited on Daddy three times. Each time I ran out with new towels and pajamas. Simon was afraid to give in to sleep because every time he did the vomit would start again. They finally got to sleep at 6 am. This morning he walked into our room and vomited on the floor. He vomited again after I left for work.
If you stop getting a fresh supply of food over the next few days, you'll know I've succumbed.
Love,
Mama