Today has been a long day. My husband released his guts in the bathroom
a little earlier. Poor guy. The cute part was though that Lilla went over to the bathroom door while he was yakking, pushed the door open and sat with him while he hurled. I know it sounds really gross, but I really think she was trying to comfort him. She is so sweet and really loves her daddy. What more could you ask for with a precious little girl?I ran over to CVS to get Michael some Sprite to calm his stomach, picked up a 12 pack so there would be more fresh for later on in case he doesn't feel good, didn't look at the price, and wound up paying over $5 for it! Holy cow, soda is expensive. I had no idea. We only buy soda for parties and at that we buy 2 liters so I really had no idea what people were spending for it. I am so glad we don't drink pop, we'd be drinking ourselves out of house and home. Crazy!
The not so fun part about the hubbie being sick is the drama that comes along with it. I'm not sure why this is true, but everytime any man gets sick in my family, you'd think the end of the world was coming. They moan and they groan. They shiver and say, "I..I..I'm so cccccoooolllddd...Oh, the drama! I was sick in the hospital with pneumonia and as soon as I got out the hubbie wanted to be running all over God's green earth and then couldn't understand why I had no energy. What a turkey! Oh well, we love him anyway, it's just part of the package.
OK, off to bed, hopefully I will not catch whatever he's got. This winter needs to go away!!
