It was with equal parts of terror and amusement did Emma bear witness to her swimming lesson partner’s throwing up in the pool yesterday.
Apparently, the young lad took on a little too much water while floating on his back. The coughs came first, which were followed by a few dry heaves, and then it was showtime.
He barfed in the pool and on the deck and on his swimsuit.
During the whole affair Emma gleefully recounted to everyone within earshot the one and only time she upchucked in her life — it was while she was sleeping in bed and involved chili.
And before you get to feeling sorry for the young master Luke, he was back in the pool not five minutes after it happened.
I doubt that would have been the case if he would have dropped a floater in there.
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The Adventures of ALS Boy 
so funny!!
You know, if he were just a couple years older, that little incident would’ve earned him some sort of unfortunate moniker that probably would’ve haunted him throughout his school-age career… As it is (and as much as I love the name Luke), he’s going to have trouble enough because his name even *rhymes* with a bodily fluid (or solid, depending)…
ohh poor kid