Crepes and Vomit

I went to the library last week and checked out a big stack of cookbooks.  In my stack was a cookbook dedicated to crepes, pancakes, and waffles.  As Grace was perusing this cookbook she came across a recipe she was just dying to make.  It was a fruit skewer with squares of crepe interspersed among the fruit and served with yogurt.  Grace is the sweetest child, so easygoing, so compliant.  She often gets lost in the shuffle of her more demanding siblings so when she really wants to do something like this I try to make it happen.  So, I decided to just bite the bullet and make this on Thursday morning.  To be honest, I did this very grudgingly.  I tried to put on a happy face though.  A friend whose name I won't mention but it starts with an A and rhymes with Lan Sarie said that I should make sure to put on a cute apron, take pictures of myself and Grace smiling and being all perfect and then post it to my blog so that everybody thinks I'm some wonderful mom and gets all jealous.  Notice, I am NOT doing that to you my faithful readers. :0)  So, I'm in there making crepes (which were totally delish by the way) with Grace.  She made the batter, I did the cooking, she cut up fruit and crepes and made the skewers.  And then--Joe wakes up and is sick and feels like he's going to vomit.  He ran to the toilet about 10 times thinking he was going to vomit before we actually had real vomit.  So, I'm trying to be all happy mom and make crepes with Grace and every two minutes I have to run to the toilet with Joe and hold him while he tries to vomit.  Can we say stressful?  Anyway, the crepes got made and I think I faked a happy mom for Grace.  She had fun and the crepes were really good.  Once Joe was done vomiting all morning he ate two whole skewers along with a ton of other food.  He does this randomly, wakes up nauseated and throws up for a few hours and then proceeds to eat his weight in whatever he can find.