Thursday, March 3, 2011

Sick Of It

This post contains graphic descriptions of body fluids and other unpleasantness. If you are easily offended you might want to skip this. Just saying.

Someone in this house has been continually sick for the last three weeks running. After baby Dab was born, the girls immediately spiked fevers with the flu and were banished to their rooms to watch movies ad nauseum (pun intended).  Mrs. Nod and I have been stuffed up with a bad cold and I've had a crushing sinus headache for the last three days. Nub has been a river of snot.

I've seen more body fluids in the last few weeks than most people see in a year, and I'm, well ... sick of it.

Today Nib decided to take off her diaper and poop on the floor, and to add insult to injury she then wiped her butt on the carpet. Eww. Yuck! This was after she climbed up on a chair in Blynken's closet and played with the fish food and spread it all over the room. Smells like 3-day old shrimp.  Ever try to vacuum up nasty fish smell when you feel your head is in a vise and your stomach is threatening to turn on you? Not pleasant, I assure you.

Perhaps there is a little jealousy over the new baby?  Grrr. I'm not overly fond of 3 year-olds to begin with.

I keep going to bed, knowing that tomorrow the sun will rise and shine on the bad and the good alike.  Eventually, this will pass. Grump. Grump. Grump.

Thanks for noticing.

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