If It's Not One Thing, It's His Brother

Now that we're looking back on two weeks of gastrointestinal mayhem with Reeves (I'll post more on that later), we figured it was all over, from both ends. Looks like (knock on wood), it is. So tonight, after a big dinner and playing outside with Daddy, I took Bennett in, gave him is kisses and nestled him soundly in his crib. I headed outside for more kickball with the big boys. We finally went in and put Reeves in the tub. Suddenly, uncharacteristically, Bennett started wailing. Normally I don't jump to get him at night, but this was one of those cries when you know something is wrong. It was. He had thrown up all over his crib. Great! Of course, Bennett had just had one of his twice or thrice weekly baths, but since Reeves was already in the big tub, we figured why not throw Benny Boy in too. So Bennett got his first bath in the big boy tub tonight. Reeves was a little unsure about sharing his treasured bath toys with his little brother, but ultimately relented as long as Bennett didn't play with any of his "my favorite color blue" toys. It really was too cute, and despite the reason behind the necessary second bath of the night, I'm glad it happened. Bryant got the camera to document the occasion. It amazes me looking at these pictures now, how big Bennett looks. He's not an infant any more. I can't believe it. He really did a good job in the tub, sitting up most of the time, only slipping a couple of times.I just hope we haven't created a monster who doesn't like his baby tub any more. Unfortunately, I've never seen him have this much fun in the tub on the kitchen sink, even when his big brother gets on the counter and washes his toes. I think Reeves liked having a buddy in the tub too.
The good news is, I think the throw up was just caused by post nasal drip and not a tummy bug. He seems to be fine now, but I've turned the monitor up way loud just in case.