This week Zach’s daycare, a commonly known breeding ground for all things bad – and excellent education, had a stomach virus run rampant in the infant and toddler room. I knew it was only a matter of time before Zach caught it. Sure enough I got the call Friday afternoon that he had thrown up before lunch. I was actually in the parking lot when they called. When I dropped him off he just did not look right and after I got my work done I decided to go get him. Perfect timing for sure.
When I walked in he was in his high chair all cleaned up but sans shirt. Once his teacher lifted him out she realized his pants were also dirty so took them off – and one of his shoes. Why all this boring detail, you ask? Because that is how I brought him home, we know class is often something I lack. Below is the pic I posted to Facebook and all the comments from friends I received. People really seemed to identify with Zach’s look.