So this is how Nolan spent Friday. Eating rice. Eating applesauce. Drinking tiny sips of water. Playing ipad.
And just because you have a stomach virus and get over it doesn't mean you can't get it again 5 days later. Nolan is home from school again today. He woke me up just before 4 this morning vomiting in my bed. Ben is out of town and both kids sleep in our bed while he is gone. So while changing the sheets, I had to wake up Allyn. She was crying because I woke her up, Nolan was crying because he was sick. And I wanted to cry because I was having to deal with this while Ben is out of town. Fortunately my wonderful (and I stress WON-DER-FUL) mother-in-law came over just after 5 a.m and took Allyn back to her house. Nolan and I both went back to sleep around 7 a.m. and he woke back up at 9:30...still feeling gross (I couldn't sleep a second past 8 a.m.). So it's another day of recovery at the Scarbrough house. Is it awful to say that I am completely and totally ready for summer to arrive and all of this sickness to be gone.
Hopefully today will involve a lot more of this.