Sick boy

Morgan's been sick. Poor guy. Monday evening we had just picked up Aaron from the grocery store where his van pool drops him off, and we came inside. Morgan was walking into the living room and threw up a bit. But it was like he didn't even notice. He kept walking and then he heaved again mid-stride. Aaron finally caught up with him during his 3rd go and transfered him to me. I rushed him to the toilet where he finished up. I know this is a gross story. I only tell it because I thought it was funny how he didn't let his being sick get in the way of his agenda.

Yesterday was his tired day. Slept in 3 hours longer than usual, woke for an hour, slept again for a long time and would wake up for a few minutes here and there. That's how the day went.

This is how Morgan looked most of the day. If not on my bed, than in his, or on the couch, or on the ground. Pretty much he was like an infant again. Where ever I deposited him, that is where he stayed.