Remember your first time?

They say you never forget your first time. I remember mine: I was about six, wearing some blue pajamas. All of a sudden, without the express written consent of Major League Baseball, I started throwing up. Matt underwent a similar experience last week, after getting his Hib and DTaP shots; according to the literature the doc gave us, this happens in about 2% of cases. The poor little guy was completely baffled: he kept throwing up even when there was nothing left in his stomach, and I could tell that he was upset as much by the vomiting’s unpredictability as his inability to do anything about it. About midnight, he stopped, and he and I spent the rest of the night snuggled on the living-room floor, with a stack of clean-up towels nearby. Fortunately, he was back to normal the next day, although all of us are battling a low-level stomach-cramping, generally-yucky bug of some kind.