So I caught Kevin’s strep throat, which was annoying but tolerable. When I finally caved and had nurse Josy send off my throat culture, I was looking forward to no more sore throat after a few doses of antibiotics. Instead I woke up yesterday morning with a stomach bug. Awesome. It was bad times yesterday. I was home alone and defenseless with the kids. I don’t think they minded one bit. They got to watch movies most of the morning, and Max kept giving the dogs treats because I was too self absorbed to stop him. A tremendous thank you to Grandma who transported David to and from school and brought me saltines and Gatorade and also to Kevin for coming home early from work to rescue me.
Here is a little snippet of my day yesterday:
Me: [dry heaves]
David: Mommy, where is the Star Wars movie? The one where they rescue Princess Leia.
Me: I can’t [pukes] look for it right now, [pukes] David, I’m throwing up.
David: WHERE IS IT?
Me: [dry heaves] One minute. Please. I’m throwing up, David.
Me (lying down on bathroom floor): One second, David, I’ll help you find it.
David: Mommy, answer me!
Me (coming out of the bathroom): Ok, you need Episode IV?
David (angrily): Yes and YOU didn’t help me find it!
Sometimes parenthood is fun. Not to worry, though, I am on the mend. Now we are just hoping every one else in the house manages to avoid getting sick.
Oh, and here is another fun conversation (sorry, no vomiting this time) from this afternoon. David was mad because he couldn’t find his light saber. Like any good 4 year old, he takes no personal responsibility when one of his toys is lost and gets really mad at Kevin and me when we are not able to find it instantly or expect him to participate in the search. It’s great fun.
David (two feet away from me): Where is my light saber?
Me: I’m not sure. Where was the last place you had it?
David: I’m not talking to you.
Me: Oh, I’m sorry. Who were you talking to?
David: Nobody. [pause] Mommy, where’s my light saber?
As I have said many times before, I’m really bad at the part of parenting when you’re supposed to keep a straight face. He was just so deadly serious, but I don’t know how I can possibly be expected not to laugh.
And, finally, pictures…
At some point we had a germ free window, and we had our buddies from the block over for make-your-own-pizza night. The first picture is Dr. Fiona attending to Max.
We went to a fun birthday party at Magical Minds here in the OP for one of the boys’ friends from church. If you look closely, you can see that Max attempted to eat the green paint he’s using.
Tonight the boys went to the boy scout spaghetti dinner at GG’s church. I was banned for fear that I would infect the elderly or the unborn with my stomach plague. David slept most of the time, which is why he is sitting here next to me at 9:30 happily practicing writing the names of everyone in our family instead of sleeping. The second picture features the superfun duo of cousin Kari and Uncle Dave.
P.S. Fourth and final home study visit isn’t until December 9, which is later than I had hoped, but things will get done when they get done. Our two sweet boys remind me every day that the timing is perfect in the end, even if it is incredibly annoying between now and then.