Mom, I Threw Up

These are the words no mom want to hear at 2:30 in the morning. It's bad enough when they come from a dark figure looming over you while you're in bed. Somehow they're worse when you hear them from a distance. Like the top bunk of your child's bedroom.

Yep. That's what happened to me this weekend.

I have to say though, the last time we had a stomach bug was 2 1/2 years ago. We just don't get it that often...(of coarse now we will because I said it out loud). And the last time it went through the house, QB didn't get it. In fact, truth be told...this is the first time he's gotten a stomach virus. He threw up once before when he ate too many hot dogs...he was three. So in all fairness to him, he didn't know what was going on.

And when I tell you it was everywhere...it's an understatement. The wall, Lego's...oh yeah. See, Friday nights are a free night... I don't make the kids pick up their rooms before they go to bed.

I'm re-thinking that one.


And while we're on the subject of 'clean up' HC did it all. This is one area where I am a huge wimp. So let me publicly announce... I married the best guy in the world.

We just threw the lamp shade and the rug away...it was time to update anyway.

But he was a real trooper. And after a day of rest and watching all the videos he wanted....yeah, I'm that kind of mom.


He's all better and didn't even miss a day of school. What a good boy.