I'm awakened at about 1:15am to Rebekah crying in bed. Since Sean must have fallen asleep on the couch, I brought her to bed with me. I figure Sean will put her back in bed when he comes up.
At 2:10am, Rebekah is flailing around and trying to throw herself out of my bed. I've got her firmly attached to my bed with her own foot. Then I hear the pitter patter of the feet that belong to Nathan. (Nathan comes in at approximately 7:02 EVERY morning to ask if he can play computer before school.) I'm thinking he has his times mixed up. He tells me his tummy hurts and he doesn't feel good. Uh Oh!!
Hustle him to the bathroom (after moving Rebekah to lie spread-eagle in the center of the queen sized waterbed). This is where an almost-6-year-old perspective becomes fun. I tell him to be by the toilet if he's going to be sick. I tell him to be sick into that toilet. So he backs away from me and starts telling me he thinks he'd rather be in the other bathroom (the one without the dimmer on the lights and the brand new Mickey floor--I think not!).
At this exact moment in time, the poor child gets sick on my floor. Good thing my day fell apart on Monday so I didn't get "Bathroom Monday" taken care of. All bathrooms were on the Wed. cleaning hit parade.
After getting Nathan cleaned up and in fresh PJ's, I had the opportunity to scrub my floor at 2:30am. Poor kid feels bad about making a mess on my floor. Looking at the bright side, my bathroom floor is currently sterile and I have most of one bathroom cleaned already.
Pray for Nathan to feel better. Pray for Andrew to remain healthy!
Wednesday, January 16, 2008
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You haven't lived until you've had a kid puke in your face in the middle of the night.
Cheryl, I may have to die wondering what that kind of living is all about. Walking through the puke to help Nathan finish in the toilet was as much as this mom could handle. :-)
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