We are no strangers to puke around here - both of our kids are pukers. Vinay and I have a rhythm down - whoever is there first soothes, holds, reassures the pukee. Whoever is there second goes for the towels, the buckets, the disinfectant, etc. Neither job is better than the other, both are vital. The times I've had to deal with a pukee and no Vinay were not pretty - mostly because throwing up as a child is a violent, ugly episode and they need to be held.
(Aren't you glad you're here on a Wednesday morning? You're welcome.)
All that to say that we're no strangers to puke, but Kev really gave us a run for our money. It started with a berry smoothie being brought back up late, late at night. And it ended five days later when we finally got him a prescription to help stop vomiting. He couldn't keep anything down, but wasn't ever dehydrated. The hows and whys are a mystery, but there were plenty of signs that he was fully hydrated. The little man has never been so sick, ever. Tylenol and Motrin around the clock to keep his fever in check - although it almost never went below 100 for the duration. He was lethargic like we had never seen and he wanted nothing to eat - not even popsicles. He just didn't know what to do with himself - two to three hour naps in the mornings and in the afternoons, barely being able to keep his eyes open long enough for a TV show. The flu this year has been vicious - and the strain that is being passed is Type A - which the flu shot (that both kids had) does not prevent. The doc prescribed Tamiflu for Kev, but his system wouldn't tolerate it and it just came right back up. So, two doses thrown right back up and eight doses remaining in the fridge. (I'd like a refund of the $50 copay. Please?!?)
Happily, he made an almost full recovery in time for his birthday. He was fever free for 24 hours by the time his big day rolled around, but still very, very tired. He went into school that morning just for a tiny bit to have cupcakes with his friends. His teachers this year are really fun - they have a recording of three or four different happy birthday songs - there's an Elvis version, a Chipmunks version, etc. The kids get into it and the birthday kid just shines! Love it!
And then we had his party. It was a blast. Parties are so tiring, but SO fun for the kids. I always feel like their birthdays should be a huge celebration - it's the day celebrating them for being them. Some pics of the fun (and a bit of not as much fun):
The banner was the bane of my existence this day - it read "Happy Hatchday Kevasaurus" but it wouldn't stay flipped the right way. Ugh.
Cupcakes and cookies. Léna and I made the cupcake toppers and had a lot of fun with it. Maybe I like fondant and gumpaste so much since it's like play-doh and it's so therapeutic? The cookies were a heart-shaped cutter (obviously) and I liked how it kept the dinosaurs a bit cartoon-y and a bit younger.
If you leave a dinosaur alone with a cake, you'll regret it. It was fun to see the kids walk by and do a double take when they saw the big piece missing.
Here's our bit of misfortune. See how his nose has a slight curve to it? That's because Kev and Amiya collided in the bounce house before the fun began and he had a very, very messy bloody nose. It was gushing from the mouth, the nose, and it didn't stop for a good fifteen minutes. Kev is well on his way to the Tom Hounsell crooked nose at this rate!
Léna's watermelon T Rex masterpiece. Everyone loved it!
This was the hottest activity at the party - the kids loved chiseling out dinosaur "fossils" from these plaster bricks. 
The second hottest activity - only because Aunt Mia was there. She was a great help and stopped all that paint from becoming a disaster!
Léna was in charge of photography at the party and she did a great job. Unfortunately, Amiya didn't want to cooperate, so this is the only photo we have of her. Goofball. I think she is starting to take after her Uncle Mikey.
Don't look know, but it's a Kevceratops!
Opening up presents - he got some great gifts! These were Schleich dinosaur figurines. We have a million, but that's not enough. He plays with them every day!
This is my favorite picture - it's Kev and his best buddy, Brody. Kev loves this little guy so much and they rarely have a chance to play together, so his day was extra special because Brody was there!
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