Superman Loses his Lunch: It was very Dramatic

Last night at Awana, I got a page to come to the nursery. On arrival I was told that Roman had just vomited. Nice.

He didn't appear any the worse for wear, so I got him cleaned up, found him a pair of 24 month pants (man-pris, baby!) and took the little ones home.

I think the problem was him stuffing himself with Chicken Kiev, and apparently not chewing before swallowing, and then running all over like a maniac. Because he has been fine ever since.

Noah and Deacon came home after Cubbies and Youth Group were over.

I heard the door and Deacon coming up the stairs.

The door to my bedroom flew open (very dramatically) and Deacon stood posed (very dramatically). "Mom, was it DER-matic?"

"What?!?"

"When Roman threw up all over the nursery, mom. Was it DER-matic?"

Apparently we are all about the trauma and the drama around here.