Seconds anyone?

This poor little guy has been moping and dragging his heels all morning. The clue to what was wrong came with a huge sick up. On the carpet, on Em, on him ... even in his hair. I was mowing the grass and heard a cry for help from the upstairs bathroom window. Went up to find Emily holding him upright in the bath in a pool of bits of mango and asparagus. Yum. Needless to say he Gita bath. Now he's still all droopy and we're wondering if there's going to be a round 2!