Great Day, Bad Night

We had a blast at the lake with some friends last month. They have a boat complete w/grill, 3 ladders(only 2 were used) and a "bathroom"(really only a foldable area with curtains and a bucket with a trash bag inside). BigZ, Schmoo and MJ made themselves at home in the lake by playing games around the boat, playing word games and hide + go-seek while in the water. A favorite spot was under the boat(we were still above the water), and those without life-jackets used bars on the bottom of the boat to keep our heads up. They were also used for a speed boost(it's faster then swimming)during run-downs(or should I say swim-downs) in hide + go-seek. The parents sat and talked on the boat. But the big hit for all ages was, of course, the jet-skis. We cruised on the yellow one at high speeds. To make things interesting, the low-gas light was on the whole time. We ate junk food and played in the water for the whole afternoon.

Which might be the reason BigZ did not have a blast that night. Waking up a mere hour after falling asleep, he found he had something with a very revolting taste in his mouth, his upper body was a disastrous mess and his hands were lying smack in the middle of it. It was, of course(should I mention?), throw-up. He told Ree, showered, then threw-up again(thankfully in the toilet), showered again, took a sip of water, lay down, and, at 11:15, finally fell asleep. Luckily, he was perfect the next morning.

Posted by BigZ