Month: November 2008

So we’re home. A day early. We were coaxed into leaving yesterday instead of today because of this huge meeting that’s supposed to take place. A big storm from the south is supposed to meet up with a big storm from the north right over I-80, our route home for 95% of the trip. So we decided to make the trek back yesterday instead of today which keeps us away from the majority of other travelers going home/back to school today and away from the blizzard that’s supposed to hit PA/OH/MI. We got back at 10 last night, not too bad a trip except for Becky, who was, you guessed it, nailed by that bug that hit the children a full week earlier. I won’t go into the gory details, but she woke up and didn’t feel good, and when it hit full on, let’s just say it was a good thing we were already prepared with a proper containment unit (brought but not used for the kids on the drive out) and we happened to be just approaching an available exit. Nuff said!

For the most part the kids are out of the woods. Ashlee felt really bad Friday morning, but she seemed fine by that evening. The both of them are just now starting to get their appetites back. It just seemed like they never wanted to eat anything the whole week.

And as for me, well, since Becky has come down with it one week later, I won’t say I got through clean until this time next week at the earliest.

PS – Did you remember to clap when you read the title in the actual post (old college game, actually it’s probably a BYU thing, most other places you’re most likely supposed to take a drink)

Live from Pennsylvania, I’m fresh off my shellacking handed down to me by Nick when we both played Madden ’08 against each other for the first time. He played the Chicago Bears (go figure, Lions weren’t good enough?), I was Indy, and I’m still in disbelief that a Rex Grossman lead team beat me! So Nick’s having some fun playing games with his cousins this morning, and winning, and winning, and winning. I heard Kylie say, “Nick, how do you win all these games?!” To which Nick responded, “I can beat you in Monopoly next.”

I just figured I’d throw up (pun intended) a post welcoming baby Elijah in to the family. Hope everything is going well for the NC Freemans!

Here it is, quarter to 8 (in the a.m.), and I’ve been up since 2:30. Getting bored so I figured, hey, lets write up a post.

About 2:30 this morning, Nick shows up next to our bed upstairs, says he needs some medicine, stomach doesn’t feel good. Then proceeds to spew on our bed, floor, himself, and everything else around. Becky cleaned up the gunk, I saw to Nick (which involved having him take a shower… blown chunks between the toes is not a good thing). An hour later, Nick crawls back into bed and proceeds to throw up again, getting his bed, his clothes, and his floor, etc. Start all over. I decide to stay up and keep and eye on him this time and provide him with a container to use from now on.

So every half hour, he wakes up, blows chunks, goes back to sleep. My method was pretty much down after the first two. We’ve managed to limit the vomit to just the provided container, which makes cleaning up easier. Throw up into container, wipe mouth, take a sip of water, then I deposit the goods into toilet, rinse and clean out the container, then set it back down next to his head like a teddy bear.

Woot!

So round about 5:30, Ashlee wakes up, hurls on her floor. Mind you, Nick is still in the middle of his cycle, I’ve got about 20 minutes before he goes again. At least Ashlee was on her way to the bathroom, and hers was more chunky and less liquid-y, therefore it was better contained (I’m convinced we’re still going to find evidence of Nick’s first two here and there the next few days). So, I teach her the cycle as a precautionary measure and provide her with her own container. Good thing too, because just about 30 minutes later… she spews for the 2nd time.

At least Ashlee doesn’t have the nasty cramps that make you want to keel over and die. Nick not so lucky. Stomach flu is LAME!

So, I gave up sleep for the rest of the night. And oh, nice… did my stomach just rumble for no reason? Looks like I’m next… :@ Funny, and just earlier today… oops… I mean yesterday, we were all singing along to that wonderful Jonathan Coulton tune, Bacteria.

Oh, there’s Ashlee again… right on schedule…

Already one year OLD!  OK, so 12 months is really still young.  But Melissa sure is OLD!

Wow, lil Joshewok is getting OLDER too!  He’s a dad and everything!  Of course, he’s still not as OLD as Melissa.