I had plans for a creative Monday again but there must be a hiatus while I am vomited upon. He started retching last night and has continued all day, cheerful up to the point at which he erupts.
He has the Hubster's comic timing. After a simple lunch bounced he regained composure, then he looked at me with utter disgust and slowly and deliberately pulled some potato skin from his mouth and flung it to the floor.
That done he turned away and looked again for something to