Justin & I had a night out on the town last nite. Justin was in rough shape today so we were looking forward to a quiet night at home with Rhea and Duke. At 7PM I picked Rhea up to give her a hug only to become covered in poop. She has a massive blowout. An hour goes by and she goes to bed. She refuses a bottle but goes down without a fuss. This should have been my first warning sign that something is not right. At 9:30 I am laying in bed and no sooner do the words "I am going to sleep. This was such a relaxing night"does all hell break loose. Rhea starts crying. Justin goes in to find that she had puked all over her crib. I strip the bed and he brings her to the living room. She proceeds to puke some more which caused my hungover husband to puke. I tell him to leave the room and I left Rhea finish puking. Justin comes and takes her and I begin cleaning only to find Duke eating the puke which made me pretty much puke. Needless to say it is going to be a long night in Grafton!