1:30 am -- Eldest twerp wakes us to tell us middle twerp vomited in her room. Those words were not adequate. Indiana Jones had to save the day.
2:00 am -- Bathing dried vomit out of middle twerps hair
2:30 am -- Laundry with dried vomit began its cycle in the washer
3:00 am -- Everyone back in bed, I sleep on couch to listen for any signs from baby twerp
4:45 am -- Eldest twerp races to the bathroom with weeping and gnashing of teeth. Vomit spews.
5:00 am -- Baby Twerp begins crying and his belly is making noises like a submarine.
5:30 am -- Indiana Jones sleeps with baby twerp on couch
5:45 am -- Eldest twerp in bath
6:00 am -- Round diarrhea begins
Anyone want to come over for dinner?
6 comments:
nice.
Oh, you poor thing! How awful! I hope that doesn't make its way up here to Michigan. Nasty!
~Maria
I am so very sorry. And I might be joining you at any time. Luke had the stomach bug last Monday. Russ has it today. Please, oh please. I *really* don't want it to go any further!!
I'll pass on dinner. Hope you all get over it quickly. take care
God does not stand afar off as I struggle to speak. He cares enough to listen with more than casual attention. He translates my scrubby words and hears what is truly inside. He hears my sighs and uncertain gropings as fine prose. --Timothy Jones
He is listening with all His heart...
I will keep your request on mine and in my prayers.
Ooh ooh child, things are gonna get easier...
I just want to cry knowing that you are all so sick. If I was your neighbor I would .... well, I would, uh, stay away but as a blogging neighbor I will pray for you and your family. SO SORRY!!!
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