Three words parents dread hearing....

....what could they be, I know you are sitting there trying to figure it out. Well, I heard them last night about 4 am..."Mommy, I puked" Zoey woke up and puked out the side of her bed, but miraculously she didnt get any on her jammies or her bed. Oh, and lets be thankful that the girls have hardwood floors in their room. So I have been up since 4 am with a whiney sick little one and have cleaned up more vomit than I ever care too. She is sleeping at the moment, which has happened off and on since she originally got up, but when she is not sleeping she is mostly crying (for any reason you can think of), but really its because she is also burning up with a fever.

The only bad thing with this is in a house of four kids, the big question is who will get it next. I have it narrowed down to two people, Bradlee because he drank out of Zoey's pop last night or Katja because they share a room. This is not the week to do this because I took next Saturday off which means I work like all week, well except for Wednesday because of therapy. Oh and there is that wonderful thing of I cant afford to take a day off, not only because of the money, but because of the stupid points you get if you do.

So, right now I am praying that Zoey is well enough to go to child care tomorrow, and that who ever gets it next doesnt do so until Tuesday night. What a way to start the week....

Well, until something more exciting happens, farewell all.