Won't eat toast, but...

he'll eat Cheetohs? Matthew has the nasty stomach flu now, and I've been offering him 7-up, toast, chicken noodle soup, water, Pedialyte, gummy snacks (for the diarhhea), crackers, popsicles...but to no avail, he wanted Cheetohs tonight. That should make for some great vomit, eh? There is nothing worse than watching your most vibrant, energetic child lay listless on the bed or couch. He is such a trouper, though. He doesn't cry or cling. He just lays there, and says yes or no to everything I offer. I pray for healing in my littlest man (and to keep the others healthy). But I do have to say that is it awfully quiet and calm in this house without the "old" Matthew - kinda nice :)