The Filthy Flu

This is how Oliver has been spending the last 24 hours.

I got him home yesterday after picking him up from Grandma Lily's house and running some errands. He wasn't acting like his usual self and when I got home, he asked right away for his throw up bowl. The rest of the night was spent taking multiple temperature reading, snuggling on the couch, refilling juice cups, watching movies, throwing up and just trying to feel better. This morning Oliver was a little better, but he still had the shivers, diarrhea, and was achy. Poor guy. Let's hope he feels better by tomorrow when we're suppose to go out of town.