Stomach Ache.

Last night we were getting ready to go to bed and Kyle said his stomach hurt. I went through possible reasons why, he said no to all of them so I told him he should just come to bed. Well we were laying there, I was saying how I hoped he felt better since we were leaving in the morning and what not. I also touched on the fact that his cousin who's little boy we babysat for last week had come down with a bad case of the stomach flu the next day. He said he'd be fine. Then he says, "Oh guess what!?" I said what and he says "I got free food at work tonight!" BINGO! I was like "KYLE! WHAT DID YOU EAT!?" He then told me they were getting rid of old things from the refrigerated section and he ate an old flat bread pizza. From a GAS STATION mind you. When I told him that was the cause of his stomach ache he said "But it tasted good" Well folks there you have it my hubster eats old gas station food and can't believe it's the cause of his discomfort. I no longer felt bad for him to say the least. He woke up this morning just fine so I guess no big deal. Hopefully he learned his lesson!