Bucket!

On Wednesday night Karl got sick. SICK! While eating at Little Azio, he barfed his fruit punch and cheese pizza all over the floor. Later, he was able to eat a few crackers and some apple slices. Then it occurred to me that he might get sick again, so I asked if he wanted to sleep with a bucket. I was joking really, but Karl said, "Yes" and thank Yahweh he said that. Ten minutes after I turned out his light that bucket was getting some hot bile action! Ten minutes later Karl was hurling again. And again, ten minutes after that!

Oh little green bucket, you saved me the horror of having clean my son's puke from his bed, the walls and the floor. I can not thank you enough.