<p>I think I may have gotten a touch of food poisoning last night.  Kevin had to leave at 7pm to go do some work, so it was just me and Ty.  I had been feeling very nauseated ever since dinner (which was only 1/2 grilled cheese sandwich and a small bowl of cereal).  All of a sudden I really felt like I was going to throw up.  Tyler was watching TV when I dashed into the bathroom.</p>

<p>It didn't take long before he heard me puking and ran in to the bathroom.  "mommy, what's that noise you're making?"  I told him I was throwing up.  So he asks me "are you done?"  "bleechhh..." I said, retching again. "...not yet honey".  "bleechhh...."  "are you done now?".  "not yet honey....bleechhhh" "now?" "almost....bleechhh...." you get the picture.... :)</p>

<p>Then when we went up to bed, I was walking behind him.  He stopped on the threshold of his bedroom door, turns around, and tells me very seriously, "mommy, don't throw up in my bedroom</p>