My wonderful/horrible day

Yesterday was my birthday. I got up like any other day and cleaned. (we had just gotten back from out of town the evening before) I had to adjust a few attitudes from my children. I was thinking you should not have to parent on your birthday.
We had friends coming over from NC to celebrate with us, that was nice. Chuck was gone most of the day working. (He was not supposed to work that much on my birthday)
So here comes the horrible part, that stuff above was only annoying and plain not horrible. S&S (our friends) got here (they brought some sign stuff). They all unloaded the truck and gave my my gift. (Colloidal Silver btw which I won't have to spend our fortune on, she makes it)
C would not quit crying. I mean really crying hard. We tried everything even discipline and he would not stop. Chuck took him to the bedroom to talk to him to find out what was wrong. He called me in there because he could not understand him. I could not either he was crying so hard. Well at that point he started coughing then threw up. I am thinking how nice, a mom should not have to clean up throw up on her birthday.
We all continued and got ready and left for my dinner, Olive Garden. About halfway there I heard C in the back throw up again. We brought a trash can but there was no warning so J could not catch it. We traded seats because J did not want to deal with this, I mean who does. Well being the smart experienced mom that I am I forgot a change of clothes. :( We pulled over and I tried to clean him up but it was all over his pants, shirt, car seat, our car, the coat that was in the floorboard.
S&S offered to take C home and care for him while we went and had a nice dinner. Chuck said he would take C home and care for him while we all went on. I am thinking let's just go home and do this another time. I mean he is sick and I am a mom and want to care for him.
At this point Chuck is out of the van on the phone. Well everyone except C and I are out, they had had enough of the smell. lol
Chuck came back to the car and said let's just go on and I will sit in the car with C. I said no let's just go home. He said in a very firm voice, No we have to go now. So we went. I sat in the back with C hoping he did not throw up on me again. I had taken his pants off because they were covered so he was lying down covered with a blanket.
We got to Olive Garden and J stayed in the car for a minute while Chuck took us in and I washed up. When I came out of the bathroom J was inside with C and C had new clothes on. I thought this was odd. Then we walked right by all the waiting people. I didn't think much of it because I was so focused on a sick child. When we got around the corner into the back room my whole family was there to surprise me. I was shocked. It was so nice and so fun. Even my brother was there. (oh and God is working in his life which is a miracle, but that is another blog post)
We had a nice dinner. C did not throw up again but did look quite pale.
I hope what ever he had it was not contagious as if it was my whole family probably will get it.
We had a wonderful time. Everyone was so sweet to put this together for me. My little sister Amber got there and 5:30 to hold the tables. We did not get there until 6:30 so they had quite a wait. She also got me purple balloons, purple is my favorite color.
So what started out as plain and turned to horrible ended up wonderful.

*edited to add*my sister's dh left and bought C some clothes and while I was washing up in the bathroom he must have gotten there and taken them to the car and J changed him. It was a nice outfit too. He did good.