...or Where My Blogging Time Went Today.
Woke up early, dressed, went downstairs with an actual bounce to my step. : ) Bounced right into puke. Actually it was sort of a puke trail leading from the family room into the school room to the very most remote bathroom in the house. After waking every animal and child in the house I found the culprit. Kieran has some vague memory of "not feeling well" in the night. He is singing at the top of his lungs in the other bathroom as I type so don't fret much. He apparently feels MUCH better now.
Have I mentioned this came the night after the cat decided to give birth. In my closet? Don't fret over that either. It's cleaned up. So is the cat.
Me? Heading out to sanitize the floor, doors, air, you name it. If this never happens to you just disregard what I have written in the past few days!
oh my gosh, you have me in tears laughing! isn't that just the way it goes? Kids recover just so fast.
Posted by: Barb | July 10, 2008 at 05:16 PM
I like Moira's notebook! We will be setting up something similar to try this year.
Sorry about your little puker. My 8yo did this last cold and flu season...had a good 24 hours of throwing up and nothing could motivate him to find a toilet or even a bowl next to the bed. He much preferred to just roll over and throw up off the side of the bed, wherever it may land....grrr.
Posted by: mel | July 11, 2008 at 05:26 AM