Coming back from vacation is always blah. There is laundry to do and normal routines to get busy with. Coming back to a foot of snow is extra blah. I didn't really want winter to come around another year. I keep waiting til I can migrate south for the winter. And then coming home with the stomach flu is even more blah.
Ethan woke up in the middle of the night on our trip and threw up multiple times. I figured it was probably a combination of lots of fast, spinning rides plus greasy food. But I also knew the boys shared water bottles (one thing I hate about vacation- it's hard not to share germs. Gross). And so if the other ones came down with it, we definitely had some sort of virus. And yep, Monday night Eli and Tyce traded off throwing up all night. The joy of being a parent. By Wednesday night, I was puking too. And I felt miserable all Thursday as well. I hate being sick. It makes me appreciate my health so much more though!
On a brighter note, Ethan had early-out all week due to SEP (parent/teacher conferences). His SEP went so well- he is doing well above average in everything and the teacher just gave glowing reports about him. It was one of those moments that make you feel like you are doing something right as a parent:) Great job, Ethan! Keep up the good work!
And here is my little Indian, home from preschool
And the boys had fun playing outside in the melting snow
No comments:
Post a Comment