Thursday, March 26, 2009

Just Another Day in Paradise

Seriously, I got nothin' for ya today.  It's 1:00 and I'm still in my pajama pants and bathrobe.

Last night, my running partner and I decided we'd run after Bible Club instead of early this morning.  Turns out, that I run quite well when fueled by a couple shots of espresso...don't think I didn't take note of THAT little morsel of information. It's a good thing we did, because...

Fast forward to 2:30  A.M.  Ben and I hear Jake crying and then he stops.  We go back to sleep.  Little later Jake is standing beside the bed crying and wanting in bed with us.  Figuring he had a bad dream, we tuck him in the middle and snuggle...a few minutes later....he barfs, everywhere.

Turns out the crying previously mentioned was because he'd first barfed in his own bed, but managed to not get any on himself, thus the lack of smell.  He also failed to mention two very important words before getting in our bed.... I. Barfed.

Fast forward to 1:00 PM.  Jake's sacked out on the couch watching Sponge Bob and no longer barfing, but running a fever and not looking so hot.

I'm not gonna lie, when the doorbell rang and it was the Schwan's guy...I totally pretended to not be home.  It helps that it looked like I really wasn't home, because my van is missing.  My husband stole it from me in order to drive himself to work while his car is in the shop.  

My life is a country song ;)

22 comments:

  1. I hadn't heard Jake threw up in YOUR bed, with you in it! My sympathy meter just went off the charts! I am so sorry! Gross!!
    I am remembering sharing a drink with a little guy 2 days ago.... Praying my mommy antibodies are fully kicked in!)

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  2. Ick.

    Ahhh, paradise. It's wonderful, ain't it? ;-) Something for me to look forward to.

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  3. Ewwww! I hate barfing. But, I would like to still be in my pajamas.

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  4. I pray this NEVER happens to me.
    It did happen once when I was a nanny and I ran from the house to the neighbors and SHE spent the day with the barffing kid. I. Can't. Do. It.
    I will barf all over the place if I see it hear it or smell it.
    I am allergic.

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  5. Sounds like good times in the Parsonage.

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  6. So, what you're saying is... today is a serious laundry day. Ew. Hope Jake feels better soon and that the barfing ends with him!

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  7. I'm still in my "lounging pants" as I like to call them...otherwise known as pjs, too. However I don't have a sick child so I have no excuse~it's just a rainy day and I didn't feel like changing! Hope the little one is feeling better.

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  8. Hope your kiddo is feeling better soon! Barfing is NO FUN.

    I don't have kids and have never had anyone barf in my bed before... but one time on the school bus, the boy next to me barfed all down my legs and it dripped into my shoes! Every step into the school building to clean up was filled with squishy barf. Yuck!

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  9. barfing is never good.

    i would totally still be in my pj's but they frown on that in my office...

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  10. lol that's hilarious and gross. sorry, i laugh at unfortunate incidences. lol. i'm so sorry for you!

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  11. Life in the Parsonage. Glad I'm not there! lol

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  12. If anyone had told me before I had kids that having them would mean that I would be vomited on upon occasion, I probably wouldn't have ever had them. I'm glad no one ever told me.

    Sorry that's going on in your household. I hope the barfy germs leave quickly and that you escape them altogether!

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  13. so sorry to hear that! hope your tomorrow is better!!

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  14. Sorry about the barfing. . . I would have "not been home," either! :0)

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  15. I love it!!! Sounds like my life at times and isn't it great?!

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  16. Sorry. Hope your little guy is feeling better.

    -FringeGirl

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  17. I don't mind so much when they do it in their own beds because they have the protector things on them - but my bed - I cringe at the thought of laying on that and I haven't been able to fit my matress in the washing machine yet. I can surface wash, but it just isn't the same. I have 8 posts to read since I've been on - I have lots to catch up on!

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  18. Hysterical---yet horrid at the same time...ahhh nothing like being barfed upon by your kids.

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  19. Omg that just provided me with my daily humor!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!LOL!

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