I: Mom....I don't think Solomon feels very good.
Me: Why, what's wrong?
I: I think his tummy hurts.
Me: Were you spinning him on the chair?
I: Yes...we were spinning him really fast.
TR: I wasn't spinning him...
I: You were spinning him faster than I did.
I pick up my boy and he's holding his tummy & laying his head on my shoulder. He then charades that he was spinning in the chair and pointing to his tummy.
(Now, they were all spinning each other...they LOVE it but apparently our boy get's motion sickness like his mama...poor bubba :) He recovered very quickly and sat & laughed & laughed at his brothers and sisters as they continued to spin each other :)