Monday, January 02, 2006

Back from Boston

Our trip north was a pleasant one, for the most part. I eventually slept, aided by some powerful prescription drugs. Asher was in heaven, playing with all the toys and the bigger kids. On Saturday afternoon, we met another old college friend and his wife for lunch. It was nice to introduce them to Asher and Sarah. The New Year's Eve dinner party was fun, if uneventful. As predicted, we wound down the evening at barely five minutes past midnight.

Last night, we went to Sarah's parents for a Chanukah dinner. Fifteen family members showed up - a modest affair for the Kaufmans. We finally made it home around 8pm, threw all the bags and gifts down in the hallway, put Asher to bed, and conked out ourselves.

Around 3am, Asher started throwing up. Poor kid's never had that happen before. We're fairly certain its a stomach virus that he picked up from Dana's kids, two of whom puked while we were there.

1 Comments:

Blogger Scott Hess said...

Watching little dudes puke is rough. They don't get it. Luckily they seem to puke and then forget about it five minutes later, whereas many adults (this adult) lay around and worry about the next puke that may come.

Hope he's well soon. Glad to hear you're sleeping again.

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