It has been a LONG time since this house has seen the throwups.
I really thought these kind of nights ended once the kids became teenagers.........nope!
It all started with Dyngus day. This is a polish holiday that is celebrated the day after Easter. We had polish friends when we lived in IN and always enjoyed the brats and sauerkraut that came out on Dyngus day. So, yesterday we had our very own Dyngus Day celebration....brats and all!! It was sooooo good.......
....until later.........when it started messin' with my hubby's stomach. He was miserable all evening and we kept blaming in on those poor brats!
I finally got him to bed about 11 only to be woken up at 12 to the sound of the throwups......ya, not the most pleasant way to be woken out of a sound sleep. At 2, we were up again.
Sometime after 2, by then I was blurry eyed, my oldest son came down to tell me he felt like he was going to throwup.
Here's were parenting a teenager is great......I told him that I was sorry, his dad is throwing up too and to go back to bed with a bucket.......oh, and let me know if you need me!
Does that sound cold? Really though, there is not much you can do to help someone who is throwing up...unless it's a girl and you can hold her hair.......and you know at this age they can get to the bathroom or bucket if they need to....no puking all over the bed or anything. That's probably too much info but it's where I am today......sorry!
I got up at 6:00 to see if anyone was moving and to get my husband something to drink and all was quiet in the house. I decided to make my coffee and have my quiet time and as I am standing there
impatiently patiently waiting for the coffee, my son comes in, wrapped in his blanket, white as a sheet, to tell me he feels really bad.
The words were not off his tongue when he jerked around, threw his blanket off and jutted for the bathroom. I looked down and there is Lily following him to the bathroom with the blanket draped over her!!
Now, I had a decision to make......stop and take a picture of the dog for 365 (you know you were thinking it) or take care of my son..........Ok, I am not that cold (and was still not thinking too clearly, right now I am kicking myself) and the poor guy did need me!
Looks like I will be
babying taking care of sick men and scouring this house today!!
So, brats we are sorry for blaming you for the upset stomach......
.............and flu, I don't like you one bit!! Stay away from the rest of us!!