"Get This Party Started"

Today was Connor's 2nd birthday. How'd he spend it? The exact same way he spent it last year — sick as a dog. Call me crazy, but I think there's a slight correlation between ingesting ten cups of sugar and napping only once during our three day weekend that's to blame.

Stacey took today off from work to hang out with the birthday boy and ended up playing nurse instead of going to the park or out to lunch, as she'd so optimistically planned. He was feeling better by tonight, though — keeping a bit of Corn Pops and Gatorade down — so any worries about another bout of Rotavirus have been quashed. Well, it's either that or his immune system kicked the shiite out of the little round invaders, sending them back to the shopping cart at Wal-Mart where he probably picked the germs up in the first place.

But, rather than bore you with the details of what the vomit of a sick kid looks like — a subject with which I'm intimately familiar, let me assure you — I'll let you see the video from his birthday party yesterday at Stacey's parents house instead.

Your appetite will thank me.