Chip has had a relapse of the stomach flu I thought he was done with, and I feel like we have a newborn in the house. I’m up every 2-3 hours at night and I constantly smell like puke.
Yeah, I know, “me me me.” Of course Chip is sad too, but hell… he can get his own blog.
Oh great, look at that. The cat is yorking too. Hmmm. At least no one stepped in it.
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My fave thing to hear..
“Mooooom, there is cat barf under the table!!!”
“Oh it’s ok mom, it’s just the hair furry kind!”
Yeah lemme run over and deal with that right away.
He can get his own blog? LMAO! I almost spit my coke on the screen when I read that.
Oh, sweetie. I hope all is better soon!
I hate puke. HATE HATE HATE puke. BUT, it could be bumpuke, so I guess it “could” be worse.
Ah yes, love knows now bounds like your entire family ralphing. We’ve yet to experience full on grab the buckets with all 4 kids at once. But 3 kids and one adult at the same time – ayup.
We discount the cat cause she pukes ALL the time. Don’t they all?