Friday, July 15, 2011

Hooky Friday

For today's Hooky Friday, I reserved tickets on Amtrak for me and the boys to take the train to Greensboro. We were going to hit the Greensboro Children's Museum, Chick-fil-A, then take the train home in time for a late afternoon pool session. The only glitch in the plan was that I had to wake up the boys an hour early. Never good.

Nate woke up even earlier than that, complaining of a hurting stomach. Alex was SUPER grumpy when I woke him up. Everyone rallied after a run through Biscuitville and Starbucks.

Then Nate threw up in the car on the way to the train station. Hooky Friday will now be watching TV all day while resting on the couch.

Can I tell you how THANKFUL I am that Nate threw up before we got on the train??? (Don't worry, I had extra clothes in my day bag just in case.)

8 comments:

Goddess in Progress said...

Oh, yuck! But yes, thank goodness he puked before you got on the train. Hope you can have a quiet day together.

Miche said...

Poor Nate!

The good news is you wait a couple of weeks you can see this:

http://www.natsci.org/Titanic.html

I just saw the new billboard for it this morning on my way into work.

Karen said...

Hope that Nate feels better soon!

Michele said...

Oh no. Poor boys.

Lily's been complaining of a hurting stomach for 3 days, but no signs of puke...yet.

Cacey said...

Oy vey...sorry about that.

Also you can mention puking and Chilk fil a in the same post and I STILL want Chick fil a. Crazy.

JenFen said...

Sounded like a fun day but agree with everyone that it is much better to have had him puke before you got on the train. And LOL about having change of clothes this time around.

Joanna said...

Man, that stinks. I'm sorry your hooky day got hosed. I do hope Nate fells better quickly and with little additional yaking.

And yes, I do know how happy you are. I wish I didn't.

Caree said...

One time my mom wanted to take me to see some hot air balloons after school. However, by the time I got home, the school lunch was REALLY not agreeing with me. But she insisted on us going, despite my warnings. I threw up on my feet in the car on the way. No balloons that day.