Roo Shoo and a Vomet Comet

Logan, Dad, and Mom went to check out a possible used car to buy as a
cheap secondary vehicle. Gas, or petrol as they call it here, is so
expensive and it generally costs about $110 Australian dollars to fill
up a tank about every two weeks (that's about $80 U.S. dollars
currently). And that's assuming we don't go on any big outing trips,
just around town. So we went to look at a cheap US $4200 Mitsubishi
station wagon we're buying from the base doctor who is moving away
shortly. When Daddy went to test drive it, Logan cried and cried in
Momma's arms. We didn't have the car seat installed so obviously he
couldn't go with Daddy. After the test drive, Momma took it for a spin,
but Logan probably figured out Mom would be right back as he didn't put
up any real fuss for Daddy. Overall, after a mechanic inspects it, we
will probably buy it. It is in really good condition, has a tow hitch,
looks really nice, hasn't been driven much, has a CD player, and to top
it off there is a Roo Shoo! A Roo Shoo is a high pitched audible
speaker put in the front of a vehicle to attempt and scare kangaroos off
the road, which is a constant danger at night in certain times of the
year. There have been times when over 100 kangaroos can be lined up in
and around the roads in short sections, but you never know when or where
it will be. Because the highway is long and straight and there is no
speed limit, this has meant many a road fatality due to the hitting of
roos. Only problem with a Roo Shoo is it only scares one type of roo,
the kind where the roo is skiddish and tend to hop a lot. The other
kind of roo, much like a deer, tends to just stay seated in the road and
stare blindly into the oncoming headlights.
At dinner Logan didn't eat much and afterward Dad played a favorite game
of Logan's, in which Logan hides on the opposite side of the master bed
and pushes his head into the ground and bed corner (much like an
ostrich, as if he were hiding). Soon thereafter Dad and Mom were
talking while laying down on the bed when Logan got up and pointed at
Daddy's belly button. Touching it a bit, he proclaimed, "Yucky Belly
Button!" much to our amusement.
Just a few minutes later Logan seemed different and was very touchy and
acted as if he was 'hurting' in various bodily areas. Dad gave Logan
some Dexatrim and Motrin for the fact that he was getting a strong cold
and had a very runny nose. Then right after getting Logan to
'semi-brush' his teeth, Logan vomited all up on himself and Mommy,
followed by two more sets of series of times into the bathroom sink.
Cleaning everyone up, Dad then began reading a couple quick bedtime
stories to Logan in the hopes of winding him down from the stressful
turn of events. Well this didn't work out so well. Instead Logan threw
up another 6 or so successive times, but this time mostly into a
pre-planned emergency handy bowl. Mom cleaned everyone up and we
changed Logan's pajamas. Dad read the rest of a book, about one page,
but Logan was asleep in his arms before he finished two sentences,
exhausted and drained. Dad said "Night night Logan" without singing the
normal bedtime songs or saying the nightime prayer/poem. At night Logan
was up a few times, but quickly back asleep (as about normal), and in
the morning he was pretty much right as rain again.