I spent the day at my dad's.

Then Mommy took me to Alyssa's birthday party at Urban Air.

  I was having fun playing Dodge Ball and obstacle course.  I ate pizza and Dipping Dots... then I got sick.  I threw up!  Mommy brought me home.  I got sick in the car.  Poor me!  I don't like being sick.

 Mommy asked a pharmacist what she could get for me.  He said there is a bug going around that kids are getting.  He said the best thing was to keep me hydrated with Gatorade or Pedilite.  She bought me some orange Gatorade.

I threw up into a trash can about 30 minutes later, then I felt better.  Daddy was going to come get me, but I got sick in the garage and on the driveway near Daddy's truck.  We decided I better just stay home and rest.  Mimz brought over some medicine for nausea.  I put one under my tongue.

I'm sick but I don't feel too bad.

I watched the seventh game of the World Series while laying in bed.  I fell asleep about 9:45pm.  I had been a little warm, but not a real fever.  After I fell asleep I cooled off.

I slept all night and woke up at 7:30am saying I felt good and I was hungry.  That is a good sign.  Hope it means I am on the mend.