Crashed

The wee man awoke with a ravenous appetite this morning.  Although we were careful what (and how much) he ate, unfortunately he wasn't able to hold it down and vomited a couple more times before crashing on the sofa, and being carried to bed.

He doesn't really have a temperature so I'm sure it's just a 24 hour tummy bug.  Hopefully he'll wake with a sterner belly.

I certainly hope it's nothing lasting as I'm heading back to Edinburgh for a week on Sunday.  Stay strong son (and the rest of the family)!