Vinny caught a little flu virus or something, and was sick yesterday. It's the first time he's actually ever had a stomach bug. I knew something was wrong with him when he just wanted to lie in our bed and snuggle that morning. He didn't seem to have a fever, he was just miserable for some reason. He would periodically moan and then, it happened -- he puked all over our bed and himself. He felt a lot better after that, but not great. He watched four episodes of his favorite show -- Jack's Big Music Show -- and he sipped Pedialyte.
Later that afternoon when I was out shopping for more Pedialyte, he vomited again. But that was the last of it. We gave him chicken noodle soup and crackers for dinner. We also gave him some 7-Up in an attempt to soothe his stomach, but he didn't like it at all. He would take a sip, cringe, and say "Yucky!" I'm fine with him disliking soft drinks -- one fewer unhealthy food item to tempt him with.
This morning he woke up refreshed and feeling fine. We were conservative about his diet in the morning, but after the obligatory 24 hours since he vomited passed, he ate the pizza he'd been clamoring for since the day before, and all was well.