12:45 am, Ryan: "Mo-om..." (shuffle, shuffle down hall, bathroom door opens then closes, then opens again) "mo-om...I think I'm going to..." (heaving sounds, then the sweet melodic sound of vomit hitting the hallway floor) ..."puke."
Yes, this occurred several more times throughout the night - about every hour and a half...once on the hallway, once his bedroom floor, the other times in a bowl, thank goodness.
Oh yeah, and two beds had to be changed this morning.
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uuugggghhh!!! the worst!
Another thing you probably hate to hear is: The Lakers beat the Mavericks again!!!
ohhhh nooo!
Hey Guys it looks like you are doing well and have your hands full we love and miss you all.
Love Brant
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