Trainspotting

We had plans for this past weekend that went a little awry...

We were supposed to go to Pittsburgh to see our friends and were planning on leaving early in the morning...yes 7am counts as very early for me.

At 4am we hear the patter of little feet and the cry "Uncle Tom!" (he had put him to bed the night before for us), "come in here" we say, and in he comes followed by a trail of puke. Did I mention we have white carpet??? And Uncle Tom usually feeds Tavish Nutella when unsupervised??? You get the visual.

So Saturday was spent vomiting and cleaning up vomit (Rafal is a master carpet cleaner). Sunday the puking was over and we slept way in *smile* so we went for a little walk along the trail near our house to get some fresh, non-puke scented air. Part of the trail goes over the freeway so we got to do a little trainspotting...

We were lucky because we caught two trains, one going in either direction, which is pretty exciting when you are three and still not feeling great.

And for the record...Rafal got sick Monday, then Uncle Tom and I on Tuesday.
Please let's be done so we can enjoy the 70 degree weather this week!