Sick child

I felt a soft little touch on my shoulder at 5:26 am this morning and a whisper from Trevin letting me know he had thrown up.  He has always been my child that is really good about making it to the bucket or the toilet, but not so lucky this time.  So we got his sheets thrown in the washer and he slept on the couch the rest of the morning with a blanket and the bucket.  Poor kid.  He looked pretty pale all day long and didn't go to school or basketball practice or Scouts.  I hope it was something he ate and not the flu.  He did hold down lunch and dinner even though he still said he didn't feel so hot.