This is what Owen looks like right now:
He woke up last night to vomit in such weird places that I’m still trying to figure out what exactly went down. It was in the curtain a couple feet above his head, the wall down by his feet, and scattered to the four corners of his bed.
Mike and I cleaned him up and put him back to bed with towels for sheets because we were convinced this wasn’t over. I had a day-long throw up marathon on Saturday and Mike had the same thing last weekend.
Luckily we escaped anymore cleanup from Owen and despite being a little cranky today he’s had an appetite and wanted to play.
All of this is just a few of the many illnesses all four of us have had in the last month. Some kind of germ factory has settled in and refused to leave us. Every type of bad we can feel has been felt. Poor Adam has missed five days of school in four weeks.
This is what he looks like now, by the way.
The picture of patience, helped along by copious snacks and cartoons.
There have been a few pockets of warm weather so far this year and it’s made this winter bearable. The germs though. They have me yearning for a hot, insect filled summer just so we can be DONE with this already. I’d gladly trade those bugs for these bugs.