"Mommy, I throwed up."
Words that are terribly unpleasant to hear out of a dead sleep.
Words that make you jump out of bed faster than if a spider were in it with you.
Words that make you want to crawl in a hole.
Words that make you question your ability to teach grammar to your children.
Nope, not really playing Password. Just recalling what was going through my head last night JUST after I'd fallen asleep. These words are not words I want to hear coming out of a dead sleep. Especially when we've had a fierce stomach virus in our house. I have to be honest though. I'm really not sure what concerned me more: the fact that he threw up, or the fact that he said throwed. I'll have to think on that for a while.
I'm thinking that Seth doesn't have Hannah's virus though because he hasn't been sick any more. He has a higher fever, and I'm pretty sure his had to do with drainage. I thought he was going to be sick after the bath last night, and as Dusty and I were going to sleep I asked him how much he'd bet that Seth was going to throw up tonight. I would've won that one. He sucks his fingers, and inevitably gags himself. Add drainage and a slight cough to that, and you've got an equation for yuck. So it has been an interesting morning. Dusty actually stayed home to help me. I was really worried that both kids were going to be sick, and I wouldn't be able to take care of them both. Hannah is much better, and I'm just happy Seth's still in diapers. I'll leave it with that. :)
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