My wife is out of town, so I'm playing Mr. Mom this weekend. That's why I was off work last night. That usually means lots of pizza, eating sweets, and messing up the house... BUT, not this time.
A few hours before my wife left yesterday, my oldest son started throwing up. No fun for him and no fun for Mr. Mom. When we woke up this morning, he seemed fine. We loaded up and made it halfway to the K8 8K before he got sick again. Needless to say, we went home. I guess we are going to "take it easy" today!
He's feeling better again, so we'll see what happens. Mommy comes home tomorrow!