I got the babies out of their room this morning to find Duder crying and Tyler complaining about a tummy ache. Which he was complaining about last night too.
Duder has been acting like he has the flu - complete with a projectile vomitting incident - but he's always so happy even when he's sick it's hard to really tell if it's the flu or just a fluke incident. I'm betting on the flu though, since Tyler has been fussing about his tummy.
I hate when my babies are sick. Especially when it's something I can't really fix. Seeing my babies (or Ben, for that matter) sick or hurt and not being able to make it better is the worst thing. At least I will get lots of snuggles from babies who are usually too cool for mom.
And thank goodness for PBS and Pixar movies. They are a life saver.
Well, today is still Monday and that means cleaning house, doing laundry, and making bread (hopefully). I have an order of zombies to finish over the next few days, an Emilie order to start, and I'm trying to get some patterns written out.
I'm ready for Spring. I'm tired of cold and clouds and I want warmth and blue sky and flowers and all the nice spring things. Like opening the house and getting fresh air. But alas, I still have at least two months to wait.
I hope y'alls Monday isn't too bad.