Wednesday, April 13, 2011
A whole lotta love at Speech Therapy
And the other things, yeah, I dropped the ball. The two girls have been sick as dogs, producing more mucous than I ever dreamed possible. I've been relegated to mopping up puke for the past week, doling out Tylenol and Ibuprofen like a Pez dispenser and running to the Pediatrician's office since the sweet little shit of a baby seems to think it's much more interesting to fight like a feral cat and see mommy wipe up antibiotic off the ceiling, walls, microwave and any other inanimate object within a ten foot range. And since she's got more fight in her than Rocky Balboa she crossed the line and puked all over the other half of the kitchen. Again.
I even have puke buckets in the car. Yeah, it's that bad.