No, No, Not That....

Of all the cooties out there, there is that one strain of germs that I always hope we can escape contamination. Yet, again this year we have failed making it to that goal. I got the call at 9:30 this morning, my first ever call from the school clinic to say that Cole was complaining of his stomach hurting. Poor thing, he must have waited until I got there because the minute we stepped outside he let it rip. Thirteen hours & 2 doses of Zofram later, we have finally made it 2 hours with no vomit. I'm just hoping that none of the rest of us get it, especially Ryan. He can handle other peoples vomit, just not his own very well.