Luca unwell

Luca woke with a chirpy grin this morning. "Lets get dressed and have breakfast" he cried, pulling his socks on before dragging his Dad downstairs to the kitchen. "I pour the cereal" he insisted while filling his bowl with Rice Krispies. The milk was due next but then......

Blleeeuurrgghhh

He vomited. This action even surprised him, and he burst into tears before throwing up a further five or six times. This eventually stopped, leaving a shocked and distraught toddler literally caked in the regurgitated contents of whatever he'd eaten the previous day. "Help me Daddy" he wept, not being able to comprehend what had happened. I pulled his clothes off and carried him through to the shower to wash. Luca hates showers, but on this occasion willingly welcomed the streams of warm water from above. I sat with him as we wiped the remnants off.

Obviously we had to keep him off nursery, so Carole took the morning shift while I returned at lunchtime to take over. He seemed absolutely fine, but it's clear something is amiss. He and I spent much of the afternoon on the sofa together - much out of character for the hyper wee man - watching TV and snoozing.

Well, he fell asleep under my arm a few times. I did drop off briefly, only for Luca to notice, climb on top of me and push his nose into mine until I awoke. A rather bizarre type of alarm clock for sure.

Anyway, he's in bed now with hopes of an improved day tomorrow. See the video below for Luca's explanation of his ailments.

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