Sydney woke up at 3:30 am with what we assumed was a bad dream.
She has the flu. She hasn't hacked yet. Thank goodness it's only a 24 hour thing.
I'm SOOOO not banging my head on wood..f*#k wood...I still have a sliver logged in my head from the last time...and what good did it do me.
at 5:36 pm, some hackage took place on moms big feather bed. ok it's not feathered.
I asked Sydney...if your gonna spew, spew in this. she did just that and saved me the time and energy of washing bedding. she's resting comfortably in the tub.
We have Christmas pictures scheduled for the kids on Sunday. WON'T THAT BE THE PERFECT TIME FOR SPENCER TO GET SICK !!!!! (no facial expression whatsoever)
J took a couple of days off and so I love her. no I didn't love her before mostly just liked :)...but now I really, really love her. she's outside tearing the trampoline apart. a ladder is required. a storm is comin'. a storm is comin'.
In other news. Sydney is starting to read. She was reading rhyming words last night. sox, fox, box, hat, fat, cat, rat, sat.
It was REALLY funny when the word fox sounded more like fux.
You know me and J were foolishly laughing like two 12 year old boys. hee hee hee...fux....kee ha ha ha.
blessed are the children who heal before Christmas pictures.