Quinn got sick on Thursday night in the hotel room. He threw up every two hours starting at 1130. When he threw up the second time he sat in the hotel toilet by accident. He felt better in the morning so we headed to the Museum of Science and Industry in Chicago. We had a great time there until he decided to throw up the ice cream that his Aunt had bought him. We then left and headed down to Bloomington. He napped until we stopped for lunch. He did not eat but his sister did. 6 minutes into the car ride Walker decided it was her turn to throw up. Luckly we were prepared and had a bunch of plastic bags. Once we got to Aunt Susie and Uncle Uldis's house she christined thier brand new hardwood floors by throwing up on them.
It is 1154 on Saturday and two meals later they are feeling better. How do I know, they are wrestling.
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Delicious. Hope you're not next.
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