...that my kids always decide to get sick when Daddy is out of town??? Last night I finally laid down to get some sleep at 11:45pm. (I was to be at work today at 7am!) At 12:20am, Paige was awake and crying. This is very unusual for her. I told her to go back to sleep and she said, "Okay!" A few minutes later she was doing it again, and then at 1am, Peyton woke up crying for me! As I opened the door to their room, I was hit with a smell like no other! I immediatly said, "Who puked???" I turned on the light to find poor Paige in a mess of vomited chocolate milk. It was all over her from head to toe as well as every inch of her bed. I started cleaning her up and Peyton stood there screaming to be held! We all three ended up in Daddy's chair in our family room and after several more bouts of vomiting, Paige finally went to sleep about 3:15am. At 4:30am, I awoke to hearing the sound of the toilet lid going up and poor Parker was doing the same thing! (Where is Daddy when we need him??? Sleeping soundly several states away! Don't you dare feel sorry for him Gene!) After several more episodes during the night, daylight finally arrived! That was one loooooooong night! Although I only got about 3 hrs of sleep, I was glad to see a new day! Parker is somewhat better but poor Paige is still throwing up continually! I had to call in sick to work today but would've much rather been delivering babies than emptying puke buckets!
Now...it is time to start on this mountain of disgusting laundry and throw some puney kids into the tub!
Hoping and praying that Peyton and I don't get it tonight!