Ty has gotten a bad rap over his two and a half years.
I think he redeemed himself last night...
After hearing him fussing a little last night, I went in his room to check on him. He talks and shouts in his sleep, so it is usually a false alarm. But what can I say, I'm a mom. I still continue to check on him.
Good thing I did.
When I entered the room he announced, "I'm sorry Mom. I made a mess in my bed." Sniff. Sniff.
I quickly noticed that the poor little guy had thrown up pretty bad all over his airplane and cowboy blankies. He didn't really know what he had done. He has never thrown up to his knowledge, so he just thought he made a mess.
That little sweetie didn't whine, cry or complain. We just washed him up, snuggled a little, then put him back in bed once we were sure he wasn't going to get sick again.
Now, my other two children (bless their little pointed heads) would have carried on and whimpered and made a huge dramatic scene even if they were feeling better.
He seems to be doing fine this morning.
Thank you, Ty for being such a sweet heart.
5 comments:
Oh poor guy! What a big boy and it would be so scary to throw up if you didnt remember ever doing it before. Hope he is feeling better!
I knew that little sweetie had good genes! He really showed some maturity for doing that. Tell him that Grandma is very proud of him. And I don't like throwing up either!
Poor Ty guy! I know you know this, but for others reading this blog, he's also the one that always, without prompting, says, "Thank you for cooking dinner, Mom."
I love that photo, too! Hope he's feeling better.
Ty is 'without guile'. He's just real and raw. Such a genuine, up front, and accessible personality. That's what I think is so great about him.
Sometimes boys are simpler - they get dirty, you clean them; they're hungry - you feed them. I love Ty!
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