How you know when you have crossed that line. That line in motherhood when the barf just hardly fases you. You see your darling little angel baby throwing up and you just grab a rag. Not a mad dash reaction, more like, oh here we go, more laundry kind of movement.
Poor little guy has the pukes. Big brother had it two days ago. It didn't last too long, but he was sure miserable. Nothing was able to stay in. I hope that the rest of the family doesn't get it. The girls have a dance competition on Saturday. That wouldn't be good if they were sick. The hand sanitizer is out and being used--at least by this Mommy!
Daddy has been in Florida, it has been warm and sunny. I am jealous. I am here, in the snow with barf.
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We had our share of that here too. We all got it except Stranger. Lovely didn't have enough sense to lie down when she was sick so she threw up ALL over the house. My favorite was when the kids were eating and she calmly walked up to the table between them and threw up all over it. You should have seen the screaming and running!
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