Maybe you remember that we just had the stomach flu a month or so ago. I would like everyone and especially the universe to know that when I said I only needed to have it 8 more times to reach my goal weight that I was kidding. Because now we have it again.
Tristan threw up on the way up to Dad's the other night, all over himself and the car seat. He threw up again on the way home. We weren't certain then that it was a stomach bug. We thought that maybe he just kept putting his fingers too far down his throat... but at 5am this morning, I was certain that it was a stomach bug. And that I had it too.
And now Jorma has it. At least he's a couple of hours behind me, so we are able to stagger our child care.
I would like to give a big round of applause to the husband though, as he and my Dad put up most of the swing set that the boys are getting for Christmas, while Jorma was feeling like he was going to puke the whole time.
And then to my neighbor who brought me sports drink in my time of extreme need. And my stepmom who came by once the kids were up from nap and took over diaper changes and snacks. And then made a run for Sportsdrink. And I'd like to thank the academy, or rather the preschool, for without them, none of this would have been possible. Art's not the only thing they are bringing home from school y'all.
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