Days of Gatorade & Crackers.
These are the days of Gatorade and crackers. These are the days of Peptobismol. These are most definitely the days of “Please let me make it to the bathroom in time!” I have been felled by the flu. Can I just say that before I birthed a child, I can’t remember ever having once been…
House of the Ill.
No rest for the weary. Poor Vincent has a yakking bug, and we must all be up at odd hours conducting clean-up and making soothing sounds. Nothing clenches my heart more than seeing his little frame doubled over and shuddering. But, to file under Amazing Resilience of Children: 3:35am, after copious display of stomach contents…