knock on wood

Last week my sister was telling me about my nephew having hallucinations from the flu and all the horrible sickies in her house. I was telling her how grateful I am that my kids rarely get the flu. Although Amelia throws up from her allergies and Ben is notorious for throwing up in the car after 15 minutes of driving, but aside from that, I can probably count on my hands the number of times her and Ben have been sick with the flu. Actually probably all their sickness. They are pretty healthy. Well, I am eating my words now. Ben was having a hard time sleeping last night, which is very unlike him. I thought it was strange. Then this morning he seemed extra cuddly. Only a little unlike him. Then about an hour ago he just laid on the floor and threw up. Poor thing. Luckily he was half laying in our dining room half in the kitchen and when I heard that unmistakable pre-throw up cough, I just slid him over to the tile. Got to minimize the clean up, right. Now we are snuggling up on the couch and Amelia is being Ben's nurse and getting him blankets, songs and toys while providing comedy to make him laugh so he gets better. His spirits seem to be lifting, so maybe we are on the mend. That would be awesome. The hour flu. I am knocking on wood again. But between you and me, I am liking the excuse for all of us to be in jammies and lay around. And I made chicken noodle soup for my freezer on Friday. Sounds like the perfect thing to go and defrost!!!