Comes vomit.
Shortly after that moment of perfection on Friday, the flu hit our house.
It's been a whirlwind weekend of laundry, moping and carpet cleaning.
The Mr. was a trooper. He took on more than his usual share of kid duties while I tried to sleep it off. He even spent most of last night up with the Little Miss.
I'm on a new quest. She needs to sleep for more than 45 minutes at a time and a lot more at night than during the day.
Everyone needs something to work at, right?
Time to recover the house before tomorrow morning. We're having a visitor. The official kind. So I need to have things a bit more in order than they are right now.
jen
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