Our house was a happening place to be last night...in the middle of the night.
9pm - Chandler came downstairs to tell me that her belly hurt. She did not have a fever, so I told her to sleep by herself, make sure she had a trashcan next to her bed, and that she could carry up a cup of water.
10:30pm - Chris and I went to bed.
11:30pm - Chandler stumbled into our room, "I THREW UP!!!" She stumbled into our bathroom and spit for approx 20 minutes. Chris spent those 20 minutes cleaning up the puke off her floor.
Me: Chan, did you make it into the trashcan?
Chandler: No! I had it right next to my bed, but then I threw up and somehow the trashcan was a foot away! I don't know how that happened. It was supposed to be right there.
Chris agreed that it should have been right there. But it wasn't.
12:30am - Casey had a nightmare that a bear ate her school. This is based on the movie, Over the Hedge. So, clearly, we will not be watching any Jason or Freddie movies anytime soon. Not that we were planning on that...ever...I can't take them. And if I can't take them, then she definitely can't. Just sayin. While Casey was having this nightmare, she sat up in bed, screaming and crying. Quinn went for help and was wandering, aimlessly, around the upstairs hallway. Awesome.
1:45am - Chandler threw up again. In the trashcan this time. Hallelujah.
So, I stayed home with her today. Still no fever and no other complaints. It must have been something that she ate. So, back to school (and work) for all of us tomorrow.