Just had to post Brody's school pictures. I took a picture of the picture so its not all that great. They are cheesy cute..



Greg was off last week and I was so excited. I had all these plans for us. We never get to "do lunch" so I was excited about spending the days going to lunch, hanging out, getting some things done around the house, doing fun things with the kids.....
Did I say fun?
Nope, not hardly, it turned out to be a week from H. E. double L.
Lets see, where do I begin.
How bout' Saturday night when in the middle of the night, I hear Brody coughing so loudly the walls were shaking. I go up to his room, open the door, and all I hear is, "Mommy I need wipes."
No crying or anything, just, "I need wipes."
He had red throw up all over his PJ's and bed. Poor guy.
You know how it is, clean up progress at 2 am ain't the best so i just threw everything out in the garage and left it for the next day. terrible, I know. But we have to get sleep around here..
So the next morning I was convinced it was just something he ate. After talking with Lexy, she tells me she gave him a red vitamin before he went to bed and I had already given him a vitamin that day. So... I just knew it was all because he had too many vitamins.
Nothing will mess up my week with the hubs..
Night #2, 2am. I hear Sophia calling my name. .... My vitamin theory just flew out the window..
Sophia comes running down stairs saying she just threw up. I ask her where and she says in Jacks bed. Jack's bed??
I run upstairs and there is a pile of crunchy beef tacos sitting right next to jacks right ear. I yell out, "Jack don't move!"
I guess yelling out,"don't move!", in someones ear in the middle of the night, isn't a good idea because he did move and it got ugly.
2 AM ain't a good time to be cleaning..
Night #3. Mommas not feeling good and either is Jack. Can I just say my room turned into the family infirmary...and then when I saw Greg carrying the sick bowl to empty into the toilet, I thought to myself..."he's going down."
2 AM ain't a good time to be cleaning..
Night #4. Daddy's down and this time with a fever. It was almost like the virus became a beastly super bug by the time it got in his body..He had it baaaad.
Ain't' no cleaning 'round here..
So far Lexy has not been inoculated with the beast.
I think she is just sooo neurotic about washing her hands and using GermX that she just kept clear of everyone.
I guess I need to be a little more neurotic. Like I said,
'2 am ain't the time for cleaning.
Well everything has calmed down and Greg went to work on Sunday. whaaa! whaaa!
So much for his days off. We always seem to catch the stomach virus. Not the flu or bronchitis, or colds it always the stomach virus and its always at 2 am! Whats the deal?? Not that any of the others are better but they are just neater and tidier viruses. Not so much work...sheesh.
Don't those viruses know that I am lazy and I like my sleep!
So when Sophia wanted to go spend the night with GaGa, I let her. It had been 2 days since she was sick and we thought everything was good.
The next morning I get a call from GaGa, "Please come get your baby. I have been up all night sick!"
The beast lives and another one bites the dust...