We went out for take-out. My wife took me to a local Tex-Mex place call Barbacoa what she frequents. Our son had the chesse Quesadilla and he seemed to enjoy himself.
That is until he threw up on me later that night. He just did it matter of fact, It did not look as if he was suffering or it was painful. The downside was that he was sitting on top of me when he let go so all our clothes, his and mine had to be removed for cleaning. Our son still has diarrhea.
I threw the dirty clothing and covers in the washer but what really freaked me out was that the washing machine was knocking as if I had laid the chothes on only one side of the washer. My mother-in=law said that it is an ongoing problem with the washer and I shouldn't worry too much about it.
I'll try to deal with it.
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