Chris and Amy returned Tuesday night from visiting Grandma Andrews in Mount Shasta California. They left Friday afternoon after school. Amy was so excited about the whole trip. The night before we made a list of last-minute things she would need to do in the morning before going to school. She would only need to get up a couple of minutes earlier than normal, but who do I see peaking around the door in my exercise room at 5:30 in the morning? Excited or what? I sent her back to bed but I don’t really think she listened.
Thursday night after Chris and Amy returned from visiting Grandma Andrews, everyone was soundly asleep until all of a sudden Chris was out of bed like a light and racing off to Kristen’s room. His jumping out of bed woke me up but it took me a couple of seconds to realize what was happening when I heard Kristen throwing up. Chris can hear barfing from a mile away, I swear. When I got to her room, the bed was covered in barf, and the poor little thing was still throwing up. That was the beginning of such a fun night. She continued to throw up all night long. I made her a bed on my side of the bed in our room and tried to sleep. That’s mostly impossible when you are wakened every 15 to 20 minutes to the sound of barfing.
Chris and I were so exhausted the next day. However I still had to get the other two up and ready for school. As I was in the bathroom talking to Amy, Misha walked in and went straight for the garbage can and threw up. Great. She put on a good show though and tried to eat breakfast. Her class was scheduled to go on its first field trip—on the school bus—and it was “free dress day” (meaning no uniform). She did not want to miss. She said she was feeling fine now. So against my better judgment, I let her get ready to go to school. We went first to pick up the carpool kids. As we were driving down the street, I happened to look in the rear view mirror and noticed Misha with her cheeks puffed out trying not to barf. I quickly pulled over to the side of the road and yelled, “Let her out!” Whew. She made it out the door. I brought her back home and she and Kristen barfed throughout the day. Misha was smart enough to not drink too much, but Kristen couldn’t be reasoned with and every time she had a drink of Gatorade, it came right back up. You try arguing with a sick two-year old who wants a drink!
I had a fun weekend planned and Chris was kind enough to stay with the girls and their barfing. I had registered for an event called “Time Out for Women”. It was held Friday evening and Saturday and the Denver Merchandise Mart. It was an inspirational weekend of music and speakers. I needed the uplift and by the time I got home Saturday afternoon, both girls were feeling better and were outside helping Chris in the backyard.
Chris left for San Antonio on Sunday morning for a quick interview with USAA on Monday morning. Our lives are in an upheaval right now making decisions about the future for his work and our family. Chris applied for a job months ago and then forgot about it. USAA called him out of the blue and asked if he would be willing to interview. The position is a perfect fit for him and his MQ skills. It would just be in San Antonio.
Brad came to visit this past weekend to celebrate his birthday on Halloween and to have some time away. I always enjoy having him come. It isn’t a lot of stress. He doesn’t mind fixing his own breakfast and lunch since we are pretty informal here. It is nice to have him around to talk to. Sadly, Kristen got a cold while he was here and now I am sick as well. I hope that it won’t last long. She hasn’t been too bad with hers, but I definitely will be taking a nap this afternoon. I have been sneezing all morning long though and she keeps saying, “bless you”.
I attended parent-teacher conference for Amy and Misha a couple of weeks ago. They are both doing great in school. In fact, both are on the honor roll and Misha was given the citizenship award in her class. I am proud of both of them.
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