I Probably Deserved it

This weekend was somewhat crazy for me. Dan spent the weekend in Houston doing some much needed clean up after Hurricane Ike devastated a lot of areas down there. So, Saturday I was a good mom and took the kids to a fun new play place in a near by city. They had a great time. After we got home I put Walker down for his nap so we could be ready to go to Tarin's soccer game a few hours later. I hear him cry.

Thankfully I go check because there was milk puke EVERYWHERE! So, bath number 1.....he gets cleaned up, plays around for a while, POOPS down my stairs....and then comes bath number 2....while I clean up the stairs. He takes a good nap, in the mean time I find a friend to take Tarin to her soccer game...which I am kind of bummed that I don't get to go to...I love watching her play. Walker wakes up. Plays around and has another bad diaper. I realize that with only three diapers left in the house, and a case a diarrhea I should go to the store. A friend calls and offers to pick some up for me....I say no because I need stuff for Sunday dinner anyway....so I go at 6:45PM to the grocery store. I realize that I haven't fed my kids...only because they are reminding me. I think, okay there is a McD's here in the store so let's eat there and then get our shopping done with full tummies. "I will take two chicken nugget happy meals." and BLEEEECH....Walker pukes ALL OVER ME! Direct hit, I am soaked and I stink. We leave and go directly home with the screaming french fry-aholic that is highly angry she doesn't get fries anymore. She was so mad...i got an "I HATE YOU!" Who knew the power for McD's fries?? Maybe they do have crack in them. Here comes shower number 3 for me for the day, and bath number 3 for Walker. I set him in his chair to have some banana after our bath, and once again, he pukes and that calls for bath #4. Thankfully that is it until bed time...which never really happens because he won't lay down. Dan walked in the door late, and I finished my shopping trip at 11 PM that night. What a day.

The moral of the story is.....if a friend offers to pick up some diapers for you, let her. Also, just because they haven't thrown up in a while and in all other aspects of their world look healthy, they still might puke on you.

He still has no fever or any other ailment, just diarreah. I have cleaned up more poop today from one kid than I ever remember doing for the other two combined. Livia says it is because I buy cheap diapers...she is probably right.

I probably deserved it.