Fun morning!

We were both up early this morning puking. There's nothing like puking in your hand because you can't make it to the bathroom. Good stuff. Then there's the whole, "I can't move my hair out of the way because I have puke in my hand" thing. About an hour later, Apollo joined in on the fun but he was lucky enough to make it to the bathroom.

At first I thought it was because I've been sick and I've been coughing too much or too hard. Then because Apollo had the same problem, I realized it may be due to the Taco Bell that we both ate. Surprise! There's an extra Grilled Stuft Burrito sitting in the fridge that I was hoping to eat today. Argh! Maybe it was their lemonade? (Wishful thinking)