Poop: There, I Said It.
Unfortunately, Jack's cold has morphed into what appears to be the stomach flu. Poor little thing. As soon as he wakes from his nap, we will be making a trip to to Walgreens for PediaLyte and the 4 items on the BRAT diet: Bananas, Rice, Applesauce and Toast. The nurse at the Doctor's office seems to think that, based on the usual course of this thing, today will be our worst day. So, please say a prayer for us both.
I have so many great pictures and stories from our weekend with the GrandDuncans. Jack had his first trip to the Zoo on Saturday (which was amazing!) and Sunday we ripped out all of our landscaping (which we have always hated) - with a grand plan to start afresh this fall. We got a new computer this weekend, too, so I am trying to get files transferred and such. (This is the main reason for my lack of updating.) Hopefully, this afternoon, I will be able to get some stuff up for everyone to see.
Until then, I will be comforting, snuggling, singing and changing diapers: strangely enough, the best job in the whole wide world!












2 Comments:
And I am displeased to tell you that it has not gotten any better. We are at 5 diapers and and counting...But thanks for the chuckle. I needed it.
You do realize that Jack will hate us for this one day, right?
Missed the worst of the poopies, did we? God is good...all the time
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