Oh what a weekend!
Friday I picked Boopsie up from daycare and learned that she naps in an armchair. And frequently falls asleep in a Johnny-Jump-Up. WTF? How tacky is that? Since when is it okay first for a tot to get so tired that she falls asleep in a bouncing toy? (JESUS that sounds bad!) And since when is it cool for a 17-month-old to sleep in an armchair?
Oh goody! So begins another daycare hunt! (Except that we might move… and we don’t know where… so how do we pick a day care?)
Saturday I was spending time with some friends when I got an SOS from Daddy-o. Boopsie puked. Everywhere. She had the stomach flu. Luckily, she seems to be on the mend. And luckily for me (sorry Daddy-o) I missed the big first barf. Have I mentioned lately that my husband is a trooper?
Today Boopsie woke up… with a head cold. She is sneezing and snotting all over the place. Poor kid. I hope the antibiotics she’s still on for the ear infection help keep her from getting another one. Crikey!
On the upside:
- I grocery shopped, made dinner tonight and am making this for Tuesday night. (Because I am planning ahead! FTW!)
- Boopsie signed “more please” today. I nearly peed my pants.
- She got the stomach flu in the daytime, rather than in the middle of the night.
- Today we went to the coolest book store ever.