Barf Fest: The Aftermath

The once nice thing about your kid getting sick, is that they will NAP. Hear that?

I didn't think so. It's quiet here. So quiet...

I wasn't quite sure how I was going to get through the days with both kids and not being able to leave the house. The morning was kind of long, but E was super low key. K was INSANE. When we were upstairs, she had tantrums to go downstairs. When we went downstairs, she wanted to be upstairs. I usually ignore her tantrums, but MAN these were long ones. Eventually I figured out (because I'm slow that way) that her canine teeth are going to make an appearance soon and were probably providing the extra cranky sauce. And lo and behold! The lesson I learn on an almost weekly basis, Give the girl some ibuprofen, and you've got a different kid 20 minutes later.

I'm not the brightest mom on the block, but they know I love them.

We did make a trip to Blockbuster in the stroller. I rented Knocked Up! and Shrek. I think it's important that I put the right movie into the DVD player at the right time.

I heard a giggle from the direction of Kaylee's room. I guess I will attend to that.