Today started out like any other: I had to wake Jonathan up after 9:30 so we could get ready (dressed and have oatmeal w/ raisins for breakfast) and make it to Whole Foods for their art class. There, we made a turkey, which Jonathan immediately said he wanted to give to Opa. ok, then.
After we got home and played for a little bit, it was already lunch time. Because he asked for green eggs and ham, I made him a grilled cheese and ham sandwich with some black olives and applesauce as an appetizer. Well, after the second bite of the sandwich, Jonathan became the excorcist and projectile vomited three times. It was everywhere and GROSS. The poor kid was so scared and upset. I managed to get him to the kitchen sink after the third bout and stripped him down to his diaper. When I asked him if his tummy hurt, he said, "No mommy, it's ok." So I tried to rehydrate him and gave him some toast w/ butter and pear slices before putting him down for a nap.
When he got up around 4:30, he told me he was "ok," "my stinky diaper is ok," and "I had a good nap." So, we had a breakfast bar, some M&Ms, and lots of water. He doesn't have a fever and hasn't puked again, so I'm thinking whatever it was was...ejected.
Today is Sankt Martin's Tag, a German celebration a Robin Hood-esque man who gave pretzels to the poor. He is celebrated by children in a procession with lanterns. So, Jonathan and I made a lantern for him, and I baked a giant pretzel. We strolled around the backyard when Dave got home, and we all shared the pretzel, which turned out amazingly well. Pictures are on Photobucket, but for some reason this blog isn't allowing me to paste the URL in, so check them out there for now.
While I was out, apparently Jonathan told Dave that: "I'm going upstairs to change my diaper." Dave got a kick out of it...if only it were true!
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