We had an eventful night last night.... Brad is gone on Tuesday nights so the girls and I usually have dinner together and hang out til he gets home. I had cooked our mean, fixed everyone a plate, put Lyanna in her chair with hers....when Kenzie decided to puke all over the kitchen floor.
I am learning that with the very young, there is no warning sign or sound that a puke fest is coming on....it just comes. She is standing in the middle of the kitchen looking at me with the most confused look on her face and crying like crazy. I felt so sorry for her...and at the same moment I was thinking "I am sooooooo glad that Brad isn't here."
Lyanna happily ate her dinner while I cleaned up Kenzie, the kitchen, and myself. Turned out she was also running a low grade fever..so up on the couch she went with a cup of water and her "boo". I wrapped her up in a great big blanket because I was scared she was going to get sick again and I didn't want it all over my carpet and couch.....that would totally suck!
So.....an hour later, Lyanna is finished and I have to clean her up and THEN I can finally eat....not that I felt like it after all that.
Kenzie seemed to do alright the rest of the evening so...we did bath and bedtime ritual as usual. Around 11:30 Brad and I go up to bed, and I go to check on the girls....
I didn't even have to open the door before I could smell it.....ugh!!! Lyanna had gotten sick all in her bed. SO...I was up til around 2:30 cleaning, washing sheets, washing children, rocking children...and just plain ole worrying.
Needless to say I am a tired woman today. Thankgoodness it seems like this is just a short lived virus. No new sickness today, just fevers. Motrin seems to have kicked that in the butt and they both ate some toast around 11:30 with a popsickle.
Yay! I hate it when they are sick...