We thought the worst of this bug was behind us yesterday afternoon. As I was about to read to the kids last night, Ethan ran down the hall and [almost] made it to the bathroom before he lost it...half on the carpet half on the linoleum floor. Cody and I spent the next two hours shampooing the carpets and washing more towels and bedding. At 12:30 a.m. Ethan started in again, and again, and again. Another fun night for me. I want to thank my mom for the countless nights she stayed up with sick kids while we spewed chunks. Nothing says love like that.
Oh my gosh...I am so sorry your kids are still sick. I hope for you that it ends VERY soon.
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Poor Ethan! I hate when Cameron gets sick. I know he is miserable, and I just want to make all the pain go away, but all I can do is just hold him. Just thinking about it makes me want to cry. Man, being a mom can be so emotionally draining!
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