Sunday morning I woke up around 1am to Lucas coughing. I didn't think too much of it but I figured if it continued I'd go check on him. A while later I heard him again, so I hopped out of bed and went in to see if he needed water or if he was still sleeping. I walked in to a bed full of puke. I woke Jeremy up to help me so that we could get him and his bed changed. He seemed okay so we tucked him back in, but then it happened again so the 3 of us spent the rest of the night in the living room. He got sick a few more times in between passing out on me. Of course, once him and Dada were sound asleep, I was wide awake! I grabbed Jeremy's ipod since my phone was dead and found some adorable old pictures that I'm not sure I had ever seen (or at least never shared).
These old ones of Seth just kill me.....
Our little Lucas!
Melt my heart!
(this is a picture from our night,
snuggled on the couch with a towel under him)
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