Of course I am not sleeping well, Friday night I got about 5 hours of sleep, last night it was 4. I fell asleep around midnight and Jack came in at 4 am telling me that he had barf in his mouth- and he did. And then I followed the trail that led back to his bed. Gross, gross, gross. BBQ-ed steak and pilaf makes for really nasty barf. I got him all cleaned up and into bed with me, when
Kyle came in, luckily he made it to the toilet.
Kyle came in, luckily he made it to the toilet.
I wasn't going to take any chances, so I woke up Kaitlyn to check on her, I put her hair in a ponytail (barfy hair is so gross) and gave her a bowl and begged her not to get sick. So I cleaned the toilet and made Kyle a bed on the couch only to find that Jack had barfed again in my bed and on the floor. And to clean Jack' s bed I had to first pick up handfuls of barf with papertowels, I nearly lost it. Side note: I think that you should be able to call 911 in the middle of the night to have someone come out and clean up barf. I really do.
I finally got everyone and everything cleaned up around 6 am. The boys were wide awake, so we snuggled on the couch and watched Mr. Rodgers (that guy seems really creepy to me now). Anyway, pray that Kaitlyn doesn't get it and that (gasp!) I don't get it.
3 comments:
It seems as if you have a Friday problem. Fridays you don't get to sleep. And your kids barf a lot. 911 should be able to help with that, shouldn't they? :)
That's what I'm talkin about!
ooh, as if one puking kid isn't bad enough! Although last time I had that, I was also in puking stage (all-day morning sickness) myself.
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