What's worse than constant poop? Constant poop and projectile vomiting.

Yes, this post contains lots of poop and puke.  If you don't wanna hear it, tough- you can just stop reading here.  I'll still love ya.

LB woke up Thursday morning at 6:30am and came into my room.  I thought he was being a PITA (pain in the ass) when he bugged me to take him to the bathroom.  I mean, he's been potty trained for awhile and he can go by himself.  When I told him to go, he just stood there, holding his butt and whimpering.  I dragged myself outta bed and brought him to the potty, only to be met with the most disgusting, foul poop ever.

I had hoped that it was a one-time, he-just-ate-something-yucky thing, so I got us all ready for his preschool field trip.  We went to a farm and had a hayride and ate apples and brought a pumpkin home.  So fun.  Except, in the 1.5 hours we were there, we took four bathroom breaks.  And even though he's skeeved by outhouses (rightfully so), he still used it, and it was bad.  He finally asked to go home (totally surprised me- he loves farms), so we did.

Friday morning, I woke to the same scenario.  Poop, poop, poop.  I gave him some Pedialyte and called off our weekend plans of a birthday party and seeing the grandparents.  Good call, because after dinner of toast and fruit (no milk), the kid puked all over his bed.  Awesomeness.  Then he puked on the floor and on the toilet.  It was a fun night last night, Hubby and I scrubbing pink puke off every surface and doing tons of laundry.  Sexy, right?

Today has been the same.  More puke, more poop.  He only wants juice and hasn't eaten anything substantial for three days now.  He had some animal crackers, and last night's toast, but nothing else.  He gets so scared and upset by puking, even though I explain that his body is sick and puking happens to everyone sometimes.  Which means, I've been picking him up, puke and all, so my clothes are also puke-y. 

My laundry machine has been in constant motion today.

I hope this virus or whatever is making him sick gets out of his system soon.  It really has not been a fun time for anyone!  (Although, I am secretly loving how this sickness is making my anti-affection son want to be hugged and held all the time.)