Ouch

Ian is keeping up with his tradition of head wounds. You can't tell much by this picture, but he has 4 staples in his head, right where it came in contact with a corner of the wall during a game of chase. Poor kid. We hardly notice the Harry Potter scar on his forehead from when he rolled out of bed and hit his chest of drawers at age 3. He is a tough little kid, and we love him.

Odd happenings

Last night Ian started throwing up. At one point we hurried him to the toilet to throw up. Mike noticed he was a little stinky. There was no visible throw up anywhere on his clothes. We took off his button up pajama shirt, and there was throw up all over his back. On the inside of his shirt. NOTHING on the front of him, nothing on his pillow or sheets. How in the world did he throw up on his back inside of his clothes and get nothing on his front?? Any guesses?

Here's your update!

So I have received a complaint from some very good friends (who neglected to visit us when they were last in town AND have NEVER commented on my blog ahem) that I haven't updated my blog in a while. Hello, it's February. Everybody knows February stinks. It is cold, but not much snow. Somebody usually is sick. Nothing exciting is happening. So I will write a boring post about our day today.

I had planned to take most of today off work because Mike had to take a brief trip out of town. He wrote out my schedule for the day since he is usually the one taking care of the kids. It included swim lessons, babysitting the neighbor kids (x2), what times to get Ian on and off the bus, etc. Then this happened.

Eliza woke up at 3 am puking. Lovely. Mike spent the 3 o'clock hour scrubbing the carpet while I changed her pajamas and held back her hair while she continued to puke in a bowl. We were basically awake from that time on. I got ready for work in-between pukes and went to work for just over an hour to receive a food order and put it all away. Then I came home around 8:15 am and Mike left for Utah. Eliza is wearing the hat in this picture to keep her hair out of her puke.

While she lay on the couch this morning watching Shaun the Sheep episodes, Ian and I read stories, played Go Fish and Memory, Play-doh, and baked bread. We cancelled the babysitting.
The bread turned out a little darker than I usually like it but I wasn't wasn't watching it as close as I was watching the sick-o.

I tried to upload a little video of Ian reading to me. Sorry it's not working, I will have to have Mike help me when he gets back!

I got Ian on the bus on time. I did some loads of puke laundry. I guess I haven't lost all my stay-at-home-mom skills. I ate lunch, and now I am hoping Eliza will take a little nap because I am tired! The librarian last night told Mike & I that we will miss having small kids when they grow up. This was when Ian was throwing a tantrum because we were leaving and Eliza was being a little too helpful with the books. It's kind of hard to believe that some days. What is your day like today?