Friday, February 09, 2007

Hi Death, Please Come In...

So remember my post yesterday about Baby Anthony shooting vomit all over me. He ended up with a stomach flu.

Guess what?

Daddy got it. Last night around 10:20pm I was getting ready to leave the store when my stomach made a noise I never heard before. I started to feel something move and then BOOM.....

Like that fat kid Lard-Ass from the movie "Stand By Me" Awful. Baby Anthony had nothing me. We'd have to be in different weight classes so we could be the first Father Son team to sweep the podium.

So from about that time until 5am nothing but vomit and poo.

My little boy who is not even the size of my leg took down a 6 foot 212 pound man like a ton of bricks.

If I wasn't afraid of biological warfare, I am now...

4 comments:

kiki said...

but remember that you're a pretty soft and squishy 212 pound man.

not really a man at all, more a big kid. like Tom Hanks.

ThePapaDog said...

I ain't so squishy anymore. Just my poo...

kiki said...

ha. you actually just made me laugh out loud

OMFG LOL!

Stepping Over the Junk said...

wait until he gets into preschool or kindergarten. There will be a cycle of some sort of sickness at least once a month. Stock up on your vitamins and sleep!