Poor Zaco...

Zachary, after a great morning at the Carrefour's drop-in daycare, spent yesterday afternoon and evening vomiting, poor child. I couldn't do anything but hold him for much of that time. Lucky for exhausted me (and Zach of course) once he went to sleep at 9 he seemed to be fine. After a morning of bananas, applesauce and dry toast, he managed pasta for lunch and chicken for supper... I guess he is OK now. I wish I felt as good myself.