Neal's boss use to have this chart posted on his door.
It's pretty funny. He asked me to recreate it for him... so I figured I'd post it here. {click on it so you can see it/read it} Oh, I modified the swear words so it wasn't so dirty :)
Well, the "weakend" is just about over and again, we've been hit with sickness. :( Poor William. Saturday @ 1.50am he slumped next to our bed and said, "mummy, my head hurts. Can I sleep with you?" I say of course he could and lifted him up. Then without warning, as is always the case... he throws up. Yup. All over the bed. Can you say g.r.o.s.s?
Naturally, I had to strip the bed {because it was everwhere, including one of my pillows, ugh!} I couldn't just leave everything in a pile. It's now past 2:00am Saturday morning, colder than cold and I'm doing laundry.
After the bed was remade and we settled ourselves, who comes paddling into our room? Baby Davis. "mummy, mummy boo, boo." as she taps her head. Thankfully, she did not throw up... but both of them had fevers and just wanted their mummy. It was a long long long morning.
Saturday I felt crappy all day long. I was so tired + I felt like I was sick too. We were all huddled in bed asleep by 7:00pm. {of course at 11:00 I was up and not tired at all :( }
It's Sunday, and everyone is feeling better... though William + Davis still have that "sick" look in their eyes. I just tucked them into my bed. Turned on the TV so they could watch SpongeBob + hope they can and fight the low-grade fever they both have.
gosh, I can not wait for Spring!