Josiah's Tummy

Well tonight has been an interesting night to say the least. Let me put things in context for you. First of all, Amy is 38 1/2 weeks pregnant and ready to give birth at the drop of a hat. So, she has been tired and fatigued and feeling the pressure of motherhood times three. This afternoon Josiah said that his stomach hurt, which for him usually means he climbed up the fire place and scratched himself. We shrugged off the warning because we were getting ready to go to the Goldsmith's for dinner.
About 45 minutes later we arrive at Kyle and Tamra's house and do the usual dinner thing. The kids play outside, the men hover along with the flies around the grill, and the moms try to help in the kitchen. Remembering Josiah's comments from earlier, I kept my eye on him. He began to play by himself, which isn't extremely unusual but this time it would prove to be different.
As the table was being set for dinner, Josiah was standing by the fireplace and cough, cough, vomit. That's right, everywhere - good thing Kyle finished those wood floors so well.
Well, four hours and three vomits later our little tank is fast asleep on the couch. The boys and I are supposed to go to the first football scrimmage of the year in the morning, but things aren't looking promising.