DH rang me mid morning to ask if Caitlin was ok. "She's fine. Why?" I answered and then DH told me he'd just run up the paddock for a sh*t and on the way back to the ute had an almighty spew (and he never spews) and was still feeling pretty bad. He wondered if the peanut butter he and Caitlin had on their toast for breakfast was off or something. I had been starting to feel crook in the guts too but had been having horrible thoughts that it might be morning sickness (I highly doubted I would actually be pregnant but I still panicked, it's the last thing I want) so when DH said he was crook it explained why I felt off too - and I didn't have any peanut butter. By the time DH came home I had started throwing up and running to the loo.
On another note ... DS Ciaran is WALKING !!! Yes, on the 18th to be precise he started taking proper steps and now he's off. He's been on his feet cruising the furniture etc for months and we knew he'd walk early but he's done it before 10 months (actually he's 10 months old today) so here he is on his pins just this morning.
So, that's all my musings for now. Might post a pic of the LO I did on the w/end but never submitted in the CC and see what you think. Off to play with the kids now (The Wiggles DVD can only entertain for so long).