...with a puke puke here and a puke puke there...

As of this morning the last person succumbed to the stomach virus. Two nights ago Ellen and Isaac played dueling toilets. Clay slept on the couch and I slept in my bed with Ellen. She got up nearly every hour to wretch, she did it so hard she gave herself a bloody nose, then puked the blood she had swallowed about an hour later. TMI???

I woke up yesterday as Clay came in the room to check on Ellen and said, "No, No you can't leave, it's got me!". So Clay nursed three of us all day long. Late in the day Seth went down and this morning as I was cleaning up diarrhea in the baby's crib Clay started looking a bit pale. I told him to hurry up and make his phone calls because he wasn't going to be able to stand up much longer.

Now I have this panic reaction to anything that sounds like coughing or liquid hitting a surface. The baby was playing with a cup and gurgling into it and I immediately spun around to rush him into the bathroom. It's going to take a few days to relax the reactions to vomit.

My parents are on their way here right now, God in heaven have mercy. I need to go put Ellen's room back together from when I painted it (just two weeks ago) or Mom and Dad might want to go get a hotel room.....for their own safety.

Pukin' Smoochin'

Puking Prodigy


I've read so many posts by mammas with kiddos puking their little guts out and I kept thinking, "My kids are so healthy, I don't know the last time one of them had a stomach bug!". I bet you can all guess what I've been cleaning up the last two days.

Poor little Levi has become a human fire hose gushing the contents of his stomach only in the carpeted and upholstered areas of the house. He was so hungry after his last evacuation that he crawled up in his highchair and whimpered to eat something. He got a sip of water. Poor baby.

Yesterday, I cuddled with him on the couch and I dozed off only to be awakened to little smoochy kisses on my nose. It seems that Levi turns into a little snuggle, lovey dovey when he doesn't have the energy to run amuck. He has been the cutest little puking thing I've ever seen.

We have around thirty people coming over for Easter dinner. I sure hope we get this bug out of the house before then.

And we jump on it...

Have you heard this song? Some friends lent me the cd by John Anderson it goes a little somthin like this....

Granny's on the front porch
spittin' in a cup
tryin' tuh fix a nightgown
that the dog tore up.

Mamma's ole' clothesline
finally bit the dust.
Brother got a broomstick
and propped it back up.

We coulda had a dryer or a sewin' machine,
but Daddy went and bought us a trampoline!<>em>

And we jump on it
every chance we git
Mamma and Daddy and all us kids.
We ain't got much, but we got this
and we jump up on it.

Brother does back flips
with his eyes bugged out.
An Daddy says uh back flip
is what it's all about.

The whole town's talkin'
and they say it looks like
some white trash circus
has hit the neighborhood

We don't know what in the world they mean?
Mamma says their jealous of our trampoline!




And we jump on it
every chance we git
Mamma and Daddy and all us kids.
We ain't got much, but we got this
and we jump up on it.

Daddy says life is such a crazy mess
you gotta jump on your chances
for some happiness.
We all see what Daddy means
uh way up here on this trampoline!

Yep, that's us! Maybe this summer we can get a stock tank, I hear they make a nifty swimmin' pool!

Blinking Moments

Finer points of the week:
*Seth turned a decade...he says double digits.
*We bought a trampoline and it was a very good investment in time spent playing outside and a new storage area for socks.
*I did great on my new lifestyle with the exception of eating the animal cookie left in the car seat and then snatching a handful out of the box before yelling, "Please get these away from me!".

Fine points of the week:
*In an effort to save money I have decreased the cleaning people to every other week. I cleaned three times as much...I don't think I saved anything in time or irritation. Wondering if it is worth the savings.
*I've caved to the birthday party celebration for my son, so tonight hundreds of boys are coming over to spend the night or maybe just four...what's the difference?


And other stuff:

I'm nervous about making the cake for Seth, I fear I will accidentally pour the bowl of batter down my throat. Oh, I forgot I also cleaned the pudding off one of my children's plates by licking it. Yep, just held the plate with both hand and slurped it up. These are dangerous times.

Monday

Isaac- Mom, this house isn't very cah yout, we should clean it up, then it would be cah yout.

Seth- Mom, can you go somewhere special when your in your 30's? Like Arkansas? You need a break from taking care of us, doing laundry and yelling.

Levi- guldy, guldy, guldy, guldy, guldy, gudly, guldy (pause to take breath) guldy, guldy...and so it goes until he is eating or sleeping.

Ellen spent most of the morning dressing her baby brother up like a girl.