Well, it happened. It finally happened. Moxie puked her brains out. A lot. We’d made it 2.5 years without a stomach bug in our little Rocket but our number got drawn and it has hit us like a ton of bricks. Best news? Keen caught it too! An 8 week old baby with dry heaves is pretty heartbreaking. We are comforted by the fact that neither of them will remember this.
Moxie has been home all week. Wednesday and Thursday we had strider home in part due to the epic snowfall in the DC area and in part because my hair was starting to fall out. I’d like to say the week has looked mostly like this:
And this:
But honestly it has looked more like this:
And this:
But there were some of these sweet snuggles:
And last night we let her put sprinkles in snow
But I’ll be honest PBS kids might not have an episode of anything that we haven’t seen 7 times.
Our kids are alive. Pinterest can suck it and Caillou is a jerk.