The dreaded stomach flu hit our house hard on monday with Lil coming home from school at 11 and 10 mins after I walked in the door from work the boy was blowing chunks like it was a contest to see how far they would shoot. Nasty!!

Quite funny the scene of the first round of projectile vomiting was I must share with you all.

Hubby and I were having a chat in the doorway of our bedroom when the girls started screaming "Oh my GOD he is puking....mom....mom....he is blowing chunks....but he is still sleeping" Yes thats right baby boy was losing lunch in his sleep.

Hubby and I come running wondering what the fucking hell was going on. We come upon a scene that was gory as hell (Hubby fed the kids spaghetti and meat balls about an hour prior) so use your imagination.

Hubby instantly starts gagging and I grab the blanket covering the boy to catch the puke in but not before it was everywhere. The first words out of my mouth were "SHIT he defiled the chair" because yes he was sick and of course I felt bad but he puked all over and inside our BRAND NEW MICROSUEDE RECLINER that chair cost me 600 bucks.

During the clean up Hubby walks past and says "Hey make sure you get all the noodles" then went and locked himself in the bedroom for the rest of the night.