I should know at this point in my child raising career, that if I get woken up to an uncommunicative, uncontrollable, whining, crying and/or screaming fit, it means: Mommy get up right now and bring me to the bathroom or you'll very quickly be sorry. Well in my current state of sleep deprivation, at 1 am, that thought really never came to mind. At least until I heard BLECH! and then BLECH Mommy whimper whimper....by the third projection I slipped a couple curse words grabbed Ashtyn and ran to the bathroom for the grande finally. Ugh!
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
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Ewwwww, that is the worst. Went through that same scenario with Morgan right before you came to visit.
Kids are like cats and dogs, they never seem to make it to the vinyl flooring. They love hacking on the carpet.
I wish I had vinyl....I'd just be happy if it wasn't on me and my bed!!! YUCK! The kid covered me litterally neck to knees....and my bedspread won't fit in my washer or drier so I get to go waste 10 bucks at the scummy laundry mat....yippee!
OMG, that has never, ever happened to me. $10.00 is crazy. True though. What is up with that anyway. Costs the same up here.
The laundromat up here is actually clean, however, the regular clientele is pretty iffy :)
Gah. THat is the worst! Hope he's feeling better very soon and that you don't catch it!
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