Sick of being sick.

Well Keaton ran away to the neighbor's house one day. He came back with a nice little gift that kept on giving...Strep...the stomach flu...misery. I probably would have made it out alright if I hadn't felt bad for the poor kids on that hot windy beef jerky day and shared my water bottle with them. Keaton was puking for three days had a fever and tested positive for strep starting that fateful afternoon I shared the water bottle. Dryden started the fevers and I got him on antibiotics pronto to avoid the puking part, but he ended up running a fever for 5 days and developing a rash on his trunk area. Carter seems to be squeaking by so far with nothing, but me and Jason got it too. Sunday night I felt like I had a brick sitting high in my stomach and sure enough about 2:30 in the morning I started the whole head in a bucket ordeal. Well the baby being sick as well, wanted to get up every hour too. I was miserable. Jason ended up getting up and helping, but was suppose to go to work in an hour. He finally decided to call into work and tell them he wasn't coming, I was laying on my bed wanting to be in a medically induced coma. He got the boys up, had them helping him clean the house, and took care of the baby while I puked and puked. The baby still wanted to nurse but I was dehydrated so I think only powdered milk came out. The UPS man came by the house to drop off a package. He rang the doorbell and I answered. He literally jumped back a foot and said, "Uh." I don't think he expected Miss Puke Bucket to answer the door, he left pretty quickly. By 3:00 that afternoon Jason said he didn't feel right, but he loaded up the boys and headed down to the farm. By the time he got back at 6 he was pretty green. So what do you do when both mommy and daddy have the stomach flu, and both grandmas are out of town? Well...lock all the doors, throw cheese and crackers at the kids on the floor, and tell Carter he is in charge. Lets just say that we all had an early bedtime and woke up a nicer color of pasty white.

Little things that make me laugh...

It was Sugar's turn for her booster shot. Jason told Keaton to get Sugar. We are just now understanding most of what Keaton is telling us now. So he yells at Sugar who is across the street, "Sugar Scott come home!" This was shortly followed with me and Jason laughing. I guess you can tell who gets into trouble alot at our house...I'll give you one good guess, his middle name is Scott, and rhymes with Arter. When the puppies where getting their shots Keaton would tell them, "Its okay puppy." Reassuring them that they would be fine. He is so funny sometimes, you can tell when the wheels in his head are turning because he gets this look on his face that is just comical. He is a really good big brother to Dryden. He plays silly little games with Dryden to get him to laugh. His sweet disposition and laid back style is what I needed after Carter.

I Am Smart.

We were traveling home on Sunday from a fun filled weekend with the Griffin gang. We were almost home and the boys where doing pretty good for being little precocious boys. We were about at Bylas (not a place you want to pull over and use the facilities), when Carter said he needed to go to the bathroom. He said, "Mom, I have to go number two and one. That makes three." Me and Jason immediately busted out the best belly chuckles we have had in a long time! Leave it to Carter to say something really funny!