It's Lonely at the Top; Painful at the Bottom

Poor N. His stomach flu has come back with a vengeance. He threw up a little bit this morning, and since then he's been regularly erupting from the nether regions. His little bottom looks like a double-lobed tomato.

You can tell he doesn't feel well because he's very mellow and isn't fussing much (unless he's sitting down). He can't eat anything fun, just boring bland stuff, so he tends not to eat at all, unless he can find that open bag of Doritos when Daddy isn't looking.