That pretty much sums up our day today! Once again reinforcing the “kids are insanely messy” theory, I had so much cleaning to do first thing this morning . . . not normal cleaning, nope, vomit!
I was awakened in the middle of the night by a silently whispered (Salesman) “mom . . . . mom . . . MOM!” :
- (me) “huh”:
- (Salesman) “I threw up”:
- (me with a hint of panic) “lovely . . where did you throw up” :
- (Salesman) “In the bathroom sink”:
- (me) “Seriously? did you rinse it out?”:
- (Salesman) “well, I tried”:
- (me) “ok, go get a bucket and go back to bed”
My 9 year old was extremely proud of himself that he hadn’t thrown up in his bed . . . problem is he had left a trail all the way into the bathroom, all over blankets and clothes and in the sink instead of the toilet . . . oh boy did I have fun with that one!
A few hours later I was awakened by a not quite so silent 8 year old standing by my bed:
- (Tater) “Mom I threw up”:
- (Me, having already had this conversation with another child I can now walk through it while sleeping thank goodness) “Where did you throw up?”:
- (Tater) “In my bed”:
- (Me) “Ok, go get a bucket”:
- (Tater – returning a few minutes later empty-handed) “I can’t find a bucket”:
- (Hubby – finally realizing what’s going on and getting in on it) “OK, I’ll take care of you buddy, go lay down on the couch.”
You get the idea. Problem is that during all of this I am dealing with some physical issues myself! I have a horrible abscess on my leg and have just started antibiotics for it. It is insanely painful and getting more and more swollen. Thus the sending the children to get their own buckets and go back to bed. You see, I usually take care of all that for them! I get the bedding and anything else all taken care of, replace the old bedding, get them their bucket and settle them in before going back to bed myself. But today I was oh so limited in my ability to help.
Add to all of this the fact that we have snow and the twinkies are still getting over their colds, our 4 year old is an emotional wreck because he has a cold . . . the only one well is CJ! So that means he is now the glue . . . poor thing. I’m really relying on him to be my legs today, he offered and knows that he’ll get benefits from the help he gives.
Have a wonderful Day!