This has been a week of sickness, such a week of testing. And if we are going to be technical 8 days of icky.
It started on our last day of Family Love Weekend (but more on that in another post). Dylan woke up and promptly threw up...all over the bathroom floor. To state the positives, I much prefer children puking on tile floor as opposed to carpeted, thank you very much. Slight problem, I didn't turn on the light when I entered to help him and slide on the tile floor...eww.
Grossness aside. Poor D was sick a good 3 days.
Hubby woke from a horrible night sleep feeling just as awful as Mason but he had to pull it together to work a full 8 hours for the 6th day this week. He works so hard for us.
But poor Mas can't seem to shake the upper respiratory infection and stomach bug combo. I have been puked on for 3 straight days. And when it happened today, I just started to laugh, Cuz really by the 3rd sweatshirt change of the day, there isn't much left to do.
So if you are the praying kind I would love and appreciate all the prayers my kiddos can get. It is so hard watching them be sick but the snuggles are great!
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