Whine

 

Today was one of those days that started at approximately 4:00 am with a loud wake-up call from my son barfing up his chicken soup from the evening before.  I had been waiting for it for days, but I honestly thought we were in the clear.  My daughter had gotten the virus about 4.5 days earlier and was in recovery mode...on the brat diet and only drinking almond milk because I fear what regular milk will do to her system.  

I can't help but giggle at this video.  It just about sums up my day besides all the blog reading I got to do, the reading of Genesis 1 to my vomiting son, and the many loads of throw up laundry I got to wash and reuse and reuse.  I finally put diapers on my son because I got tired of the you know what coming out.  

So I had quite a day planned for us.  James was going to wake up and go to school while June bug and I headed back to the house and had not one, but two therapy sessions with the vision specialist and physical therapist.  After that we'd go get James, rush home to have chicken soup left overs, take a nap and wake up and go to my lovely friend Bernadette's birthday party and eat gourmet cake and cupcakes made by my friend Lindsay of Apple Blossom Bakery (http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=572740213&sk=info#!/pages/Apple-Blossom-Bakery/190142917673857)Then we'd whiz home and drop the kids off with a babysitter and head out to our evening appointment at 7:00 pm.  Guess God wanted me to stay home today....

I'm learning to really enjoy the quietness of home.