It’s Monday and it’s the Mondayist of Mondays. Poor Clara woke up about 4 puking her brains out. She didn’t have a fever. She didn’t have a cough. She didn’t have an upset tummy- just throwing up. It was rough. My kids are usually the throw up every couple hours type but she was throwing up every couple minutes. I put her back in bed where she dozed, threw up, dozed, threw up, dozed, threw up, ad nauseam (<- see what I did there) until 1030 when she went back to sleep for good. She woke up sometime around noon fit as a fiddle. It was really strange but I’m glad she is feeling better. Still- nobody wants to be sick even for only 8 hours when their grandparents are in town.