The Bug.....

Well last night was the first night that I have had to help my poor little girl because she had the flu. I knew the day was coming that it would happen considering she is almost 4 years old and she is now playing with many more kids. She was so brave! Braver than I am when I have the flu. She had a fever so I gave her some medicine to bring it down and next thing I know she is calling me from her bedroom that she had thrown up all over herself and the bed. She was white as a ghost. After I cleaned her up and put her back to bed, I put a bucket beside her pillow and told her if you feel sick again you try to throw up in the bowl. Sure enough about half an hour later I heard her getting sick. I went into her bedroom and she was getting sick in the bowl just like I told her. What a good girl. I was so proud of her yet I felt so helpless to make her feel better. I always thought that when this happened I would be so grossed out by it (for all that you know me, don't get me wrong I was gaging) but I was so sad for her.

Later today she was explaining to a friend of ours about how she had been sick the night before. She told him that she had Frown Up and had the Beaver. (Meaning Fever). It was so cute. She is feeling better now and is back to her cheery self.