12/5/2013

Slimy

Filed under: — Aprille @ 9:16 am

Tobin had a rough night, waking up several times heaving and spitting up (no major pukage; just phlegm and post-nasal drip, I think).  This morning, he was lying pathetically on the hallway floor, and Miles went to check on him.

M:  You’re not feeling so well, are you?

T:  I spit out my brains.

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