Bug

I knew this day would come eventually.  Tate had his first stomach bug.  He threw up on Brett first thing this morning and then cried and said it was scary. He threw up all morning and cried and shook each time. Poor guy. He napped like normal and then tried to drink juice. It didn't stay down but shortly after he started eating and drinking with success. He was very clingy to me this evening and woke up once already and called out for me. 

During our bedtime prayer he told me that Jesus was sleeping and I needed to be quiet.