Last night around 02:00AM Emmett started throwing up. I heard him cough (I thought he was just coughing) and cry while I was feeding Matthew. I was half asleep and Richard was still up watching a movie. I heard him go up the stairs and say soothing things to Emmett. I heard bedclothes being stripped from a bed so I got up to investigate. Richard just matter of factly said "Emmett threw up. I cleaned him up. Where is a spare pillow?" While we were chatting Emmett threw up again. Richard then took him downstairs, made a nest on the loveseat for him and made a nest for himself on the couch. Somewhere in there he also started a load of laundry.
Did I mention he cleaned up barf and did laundry at 02:00AM with nary a complaint????