I am not sure how we did not get ONE picture of Justin on Fathers Day but we managed. The plan was to head to Jonah's soccer game at 1:00 and then head over to mom and dads to grill out and swim. Did you hear me folks? I said, "THE PLAN"... you did not think it would work out that way did you? We ARE The Mortons!
Saturday night around 3:00 am I hear a little person coming down stairs. It is Jonah and he is telling me that he is going to throw up. How the boy makes it down the stairs and into my room and literally WAITS until my feet hit the floor to walk in the bathroom with him I will never know! Sure enough, we get to the toilet and here it comes... shoot me now.
He crawls in bed with us and of course he wants the end so I have to crawl in the middle which is my WORST nightmare EVER! Not only am I stuck between two bodies that are radiating heat that is just not natural it is so hot but I am pinned against my will under the covers. HELP ME! Jonah is tossing and turning and I really do not want him breathing on me :)
30 minutes later he sits up and says, "mom, I'm going to throw up, COME ON, COME ON, COME ON" as he is waiting for me. I finally yell, "JUST GO, I am right behind you". I know it is a little abrasive but come on dude, momma does not want to clean vomit off the floor :)
Thank goodness he made it to the toilet again.
So we crawled back in bed and of course I never went back to sleep seeing as how I was pinned and stuck between two blow torches, pretty much what I picture hell to be. Thankfully he did not get sick anymore.
I started thinking back to what we had done that day and remembered he did not really eat lunch or dinner, he never said he felt bad, just that he was not hungry. I guess that was a good thing so his stomach was empty.
We obviously did not go to his game even though he was running around all morning like nothing was wrong. Around noon we headed over to mom and dads and go in the pool to cool down. Again, you would have never known that Jonah had been sick the way he was swimming, hooping and hollering.
Happy Fathers day Justin, dad and Pops!