Just as Justin and I were finishing up folding the mountain of laundry on our bed so that we could go to sleep last night -- already later than we'd hoped at 11:30, The Boy came in crying and covered in vomit. Justin started cleaning him off and I went upstairs, to find he'd hit everything on his bed including the dust ruffle. He'd also gotten a lot on the rug, the floor and his dresser. So I stripped the bed and started cleaning everything else. We threw a load of laundry in the washer and made a pallet on the floor in our room for The Boy. Not that anyone got much sleep, all night long he threw up about every 45 minutes, even long after there was nothing left to throw up.
The school secretary says its going around, which means we'll probably all get it.
Although I'm inclined to feel whiny, especially after the diarrhea all over the floor incident this morning and pulling a muscle in my shoulders while washing my hair, I really feel more sorry for my husband who despite lack of sleep still had to put on a suit and be in court at 8:15 this morning.
Posted by Jordana ~ January 20, 2005 10:21 AM
Jordana Adams, Chief Pontificator
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