So let's see . . I'm up until 2:00 this morning playing a ridiculous Guitar Hero song and I finally go up to bed. I am kid-less. They are all three fast asleep in their beds, Robert is downstairs. I have the entire king size bed to myself! Ahhh.
At 4:30, I hear Robert's footsteps coming up and I slightly awaken to realize McCartney is sweetly sleeping next to me. But hark. . . what's that sound? She's retching. Oh my Gosh, awaken yourself woman! But too late, as Robert walks into the bedroom McCartney is now yakking all over my freshly laundered sheets and . . . well, me. As I wake myself, shaking my head to make myself as alert as possible with puke running down the left side of my body, I have Robert put McCartney in the tub. I run to the bathroom to choruses of "Mommy, my nose is bleeding too!" Arghhhhhhh! The tub floor is now covered in blood, and well . . . puke. I wash the kid, my arm and strip the bed.
So now my sheets are once again the in washing machine. My daughter is watching Blue's Clues, and I am now wake for the day.
Ah, motherhood . . . yawn.
**update. . . breaking news. It seems everyone loves me. I just walked in the kitchen and stepped in dog pee. Nice. Poor Cayenne, the excitement must have been too much for her.
Alas, this sounds very familar to our week. The whole thing lasts 36-42 hours. Tis' the season. ;)
ReplyDeleteNothing more fun than doing the one foot hop to the clorox wipes after a pup-puddle-encounter! I am getting quite good at it actually, which tells you how naughty Ben and Emma can be at times!
ReplyDeleteHappy 2008 Sheri! Wishing you a new year full of blessings and good tiding of great joy!