another barf story
// December 29th, 2006 // parenting
On the first night of intestinal plague 2006, Evan barfed in the area between Doug and I’s pillows. We wiped, scrubbed and covered the area with a towel. Then we moved our heads to the foot of the bed and put our feet on the towel covered wet areas. Poor Molly got relocated to the nastiest part of the bed. She spent the entire night trying to wiggle into our dry spots. We told this story to Dean and Jeni. Today we received a gift from Dean and Jeni. New sheets. I think there was a message in there somewhere.




[...] Tuesday night: inverted stomaches. First Noah. Then Amy. Then Evan. The look on Evan’s face as everything came out the wrong way for the first time since infancy was almost precious. Sorta like, "what the h*ll was that!" I spent the night jumping out of bed on the hour to make sure the children weren’t choking in their own vomit. [...]