So my day has already begun. Actually it began at 5:00am,when I had to wake up Chris. I always find it hard to get back to sleep right away because it sounds like he is stopping around downstairs, with his shoes on. Then I have to lock the door behind him. As I was going back to bed I thought for some reason that I should check on Quinten. Well it's a good thing I did. He had puked in the middle of the night. Not just spit up but real puke. And there was a ton. All over him, because he had been sleeping in it, all over his stuffed animals, sheepy and blankets. He definitely needed a bath at this point. Seen as he had chunks of the stuff smushed in his hair. I get him bathed and changed and bring him into bed with me. All of sudden he starts heaving. Now I have puke all over me. So back into his own bed so that I can have a shower. This is all before 6:00am. Just as I'm getting out of the shower Taylor is yelling, from behind her door, that she has puked in her bed. So into the tub for her and another clean up of sheets for me. I have a feeling it is going to be a really long day. So for those of you out there that think Mom's have it easy because they get to stay home. Think again. Would you like to be puked on? I don't think so. I love staying home with my kids but I hate puke.
So that's the start of our day. I am now wide awake. Let's see what the rest of the day has in store.
No I didn't take any pictures of it.