Time - 3:10 pm on Monday
Place - my cell phone (I'm at the pediatrician's office for Jack's weight check - which by the way he's up to almost 12 pounds now and getting cute little baby rolls - scare over)
Topic - "Ms. Long? This is Elizabeth from the Children's Center. James is okay, but his teachers in 2A want to talk to you."
Nothing good can come from this.
"James has been puking since 2:30 when he woke up from his nap."
One throw up episode in the car on the way home (thank you for doing it in the bucket my sweet boy), one more upon returning home (again, thank you for aiming straight for the bucket again) and all is well.