Quickly...

We just got back from our first Nebraska Thanksgiving in years, only to have Shannon start vomiting once he got home from school this afternoon. Yea!

He's been pretty good with his aim, but apparently likes to have an audience. He will carry his bowl into a room full of people and then let it all out. I now have him programmed to carry the bowl into the bathroom, vomit into the bowl, and wait for mommy to empty it.

After his first episode (as I dry heaved along,) he asked what to do with the bowl. I told him to let me collect myself and once I could breathe again, I would dump it out. Shannon thought he'd be helpful and started tipping the bowl into the bathroom sink.

Naturally I screamed, "Nooooooo," just about scaring him so bad that he almost dropped the full bowl altogether. Luckily he caught it and I showed him how to pour it into the toilet and rinse it out for the next round.

Everything was going smoothly, when an hour later Shannon showed up in the living room, barfing into his bowl as he walked, (how's that for coordination?) I directed him to the bathroom, and he finally declared that he was done and went to empty the bowl into the toilet. From about three feet above the toilet.

Well, it was only a slight splattering of a mess and I got it all cleaned up without emptying MY stomach as well. From there on out, every time he walks into the room and starts going at it, I guide him into the bathroom and wait for him to finish and take care of everything myself.

Pretty sure this is a one-day bug type of thing as Shannon's been resting well for a few hours. He'll be home from school tomorrow, bonus for Uncle Casey who followed us home from Nebraska to spend a little time with his nephews. Hopefully Uncle Casey steers clear of the bug though, because I'm pretty sure he's nowhere NEAR as vomit-trained as my little guys are.