At Least He Doesn't Poop in His Sleep

***TALKING ABOUT BODILY FUNCTIONS ALERT***

Thursday they told us at daycare that Jack just wasn't himself. Thursday night he refused nearly all of his dinner, so that certainly struck us as odd (kid loves to eat). Friday morning I went in his room and he had thrown up in his bed, hadn't made a peep about it, and just slept on through. I felt SO BAD for him as I was stripping his bed and tossing whole green beans and bites of pork into the trash.

Friday he stayed home in the morning with Kyle and in the afternoon with me. He mostly had bottles of Pedialyle and some formula, and was definitely a poop factory. He did eat half of one of those big, soft pretzels for me, so that was a plus. Saturday wasn't much better. Though he was in good spirits, and just a little fussy, he refused food (a slice of French Toast for breakfast, a few bites of chicken and cheese for lunch and that was it) and was just sadder than usual.

His bottom hurts to the point that he screams when we wipe it, and we've done 3 loads of his laundry in 2 days. This morning he has already gone 4 times and we've done a load of laundry and stripped him in the bathtub. Our only saving grace: from 8pm until 6am when he sleeps, he manages to control his bowels.

Good boy.