Poor Nick had a bit of a rough time tonight. He seemed fine all evening, but threw up all over his bedroom and his Mommy when she went to put him in his crib.

Oddly, as soon as he was finished he was talking and singing and wanting to play. Mommy rocked him back to sleep, and I haven’t heard a peep from him for over three hours.

I don’t know if he’s sick, or just had something in his tummy that he didn’t like, or what. I think I’m going to stay home from work tomorrow with him and make sure he’s okay. There’s no place like home to make someone feel better.

Poor kid.