Saturday night, in the middle of the night, my boys found me sprawled out on the bathroom floor. Jackson ran to the gas station to get Sprite Zero. Kaydon checked on me about every five minutes. Braxton kept his distance so that he wouldn't join in on the vomit fest. I had made the kiddos meatball subs for dinner Saturday night. Even though the packaging might say, "pre-cooked," DO NOT trust the bag! I had pulled one out of the pot and tasted it to see if it was ready for my kids. I remember thinking that it tasted weird so I cooked them a bit longer. Good thinking, Mama! The kids were fine. Mama - not so much!
Sunday, I didn't leave the couch. At all. And, Colton got in on the napping also. He slept for a good couple of hours just like this:
Meatballs now get added to the list of *will never eat again foods*! Reeses Peanut Butter cups, apples and bananas at the same time, and now meatballs.