The next 3 hours were spent getting rid of the dinner with the help of Ralph...if you get my drift.
So, here I was giving a bath to Evan when Keegan comes running in to speak with his porcelain friend. It is one of the nastiest things in the world, being stuck in a bathtub while someone upchucks right next to you. You can hear the thuds of stuff hitting the water. Lovely. I held the washcloth over my mouth and tried to ignore the sounds. What do you think Keegan said after paying homage?
"Mom, never eat noodles and milk before throwing up. It looks so gross and tastes awful."Thank you, son. If I had trouble picturing it before, I have a grand picture as well as taste to go along with the sound and smell now.
Boys are so much fun.Along with Keegan and the flu thing, Evan now has a runny nose and a temp of 100.9 degrees F. So, needless to say, we have not had a grand week. I hope next week is better...it can't get much worse than noodles and milk, can it?
After posting this, I went to my friend Ciera's Blog. In her comments was this link. Yes, it could have been worse. Please join me in praying for this family and their child.