Post #50...

So, isn't the fiftieth post supposed to be like a milestone or something? Do I get a prize for sticking with it for so long? No? No prize? No reward? No "All hail Queen of the Blog?" Well, if that's the way it's going to be...

I had to stay home with the boys again today. As previously posted, they both have bronchitis and Braden began vomiting around six this morning. He didn't have any dinner last night because he refused my sloppy joes...and I am NOT a short order cook...so he ate nothing. He said this morning that he was really thirsty, so I got up and poured him some orange juice. Great, yeah, back to bed with me. Eric left for work, but came back sneakily with Paradise donuts, and snuck back out again...I thought he was actually leaving for the first time. Anyway, a few minutes later, Braden began to wretch (sp?) and I thought his whole stomach was going to come up. Nope! Just orange juice! ARGH! He was really pitiful all doubled over and heaving up mucus and spit in my bed! Gross, I know...I was there, remember? I finally got him settled in the recliner with a towel and some pedialyte. He got sick a little more and then slept for two hours. I really felt for him.

I took the boys down to the house after lunch and they laid in front of the televison on a pallet with sleeping bags to rest and watch cartoons while I painted the rest of the office. It wasn't long before they were arguing, and then the stick horses began to fly (I mean swords, sorry, swords began to fly...'cause what else would you do with a stick horse? Duh...it's a sword!). I'm pretty sure they're well enough for school even though they have lingering, hacking coughs. Garrett missed his field trip today, but what kind of mother would I be if I let the animals at Deer Acres Zoo in Hacket be exposed to his bronchitis germs??? Besides, I can take them this summer. After all, it's just right up the road! :0)