Yesterday was so not fun. I woke up with a stomach bug at 5:00 in the morning. I haven't been sick like that for probably 10 years. And on top of that, at noon, I got a migraine. And I couldn't even take a thing for it because I couldn't keep anything down. I was in bed all day, except for my trips to the bathroom, and when I crawled out of bed long enough to get Tyler some lunch. Poor kid. He was good; he just watched Playhouse Disney and Noggin all day at the end of my bed. He was so excited for Dan to come home, so he could have someone to play with. And of course my husband is so wonderful that he took over all the neglected chores and let me sleep.
I finally feel back to normal tonight, after being a little run down for most of today. But I was well enough for the trike-a-thon! Yea for Tyler.
He did such a great job. The kids rode their bikes and trikes around the parking lot, and could stop whenever they needed to. He kept going for the whole 20 minutes, and he got 13 laps. He was so excited when he found out he was going to get a gold medal at the end. And the pizza they were selling as part of the fund raiser, well he couldn't have had a greater night.