Baz's weekend

Baz and George had a nice Friday and Sat- they hung out, went in the hot tub, and Baz turned off the fighting and whining that he's been giving me lately. Unfortunately, this all ended Sun morning when he woke up covered in puke. Why can't we go a MONTH without somebody spending 2-3 days puking their guts out???? Poor little guy woke up this morning, once again covered in barf and said "Mommy, Bastian icky". Other than diarrhea, he's seemed to be OK today, but that happened yesterday and he still puked last night, so I'm not counting it over until we have 24 hours with no vomit.

To complicate matters, Baz cut his finger today. Luckily, Nana utilized some quick first aid and he's been proudly displaying the bandage she applied all day.

He barely napped today, so I'm hoping for a good night's sleep tonight- with a wake-up past 5 am please!