E has been sick with a nasty stomach bug since Sunday.
He passed it on to the Mav who's been bed-ridden since yesterday morning.
Oh, the laundry.
Oh, the floor cleaning.
I have spent the better part (and I do mean the better part; the worse parts are not things I wish to remember) sitting in my yellow rocking chair with my small boy snuggled up tight watching TV. He's seen more TV and movies in the past 4 days than in his entire life to date.
I think things are finally looking up for the boys. Hopefully tomorrow they will start to recover their energy and their appetites.
2 comments:
Aw, that's awful. Mary was down with an monster of a virus last week and over the weekend. Not the same thing at all, but just as sad. I have to admit I did the same thing. We rented some PBS kids show and she sat wrapped up in a blanket for hours.
PBS kids is pretty much the only thing keeping peace in our house these days. It turns out Evan is still sick; why don't they warn you before you leave the hospital with a new baby that they can stay sick for so long? I hope Mary is all better and that the rest of you were left unaffected!
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