Friday, April 3, 2009

Not the best week ever



Poor Renee, she barfed in her bed this morning.  It's always such an awful thing; it's hard to know where to start cleaning up the mess.  Bigger kids (hopefully) tell you when they feel sick, and can be directed towards the appropriate receptacle before disaster strikes.  Little ones just open up and let it fly with zero warning.  Kids have a knack for throwing up in bad places.  If you have washable tile or wood floors in every room of your house but one, kids will go into that room to throw up.  Or have a bloody nose.  Or a potty accident.  Or spill their juice.  Pets abide by this same principle, and seem to prefer peeing, pooping, and puking only on clean, white carpeting.






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