The Sick House Part II

Yesterday was Thursday and we woke up to a tragedy:

Rex has broken his leg.....clean off. It must have happened sometime between the hours of 8:00pm and 9:30pm last night, when the big kids were supposed to be down in their rooms sleeping.

But instead, they were "doing art"....and injuring pals.

But they were off to school before I could question them and I was home with this sick baby:

Poor Alice has croup. And not only does she have croup, it is accompanied by stridor (a horrible wheezing sound when a baby has a hard time breathing, and struggles to get a breath in). We went to the doctor and he gave us a prescription that Alice does not enjoy.

She puked it up.

Twice.

And so after a bath to clean up after the puking, and clean fresh clothes, Alice sat very still and quiet (because it hurts to talk and run and play) and sucked her thumb.

And watched her very favorite pig, Olivia.

And scrambled to find her real Olivias to cuddle.

And we had a quiet morning.

And after a breakfast of toast and milk,

[and dino fruitsnacks...I think they are like 2% fruit....]

I finally got around to trying to decide what we are going to do with all of our Mexico goods. We scored in Mexico. Big time. We got bobble head animals, colorful skulls, skeletons, shadowboxes, mirrors, tiles....lots of fun things.

But check this out. This is my favorite....

That really is a skeleton giving birth. And that really is blood splattered all over the mirror. I think this may have been modeled after my babies' births. A little TMI? Sorry...

And after all that, I was exhausted. Because I'm growing a baby. She sucks the life out of me.

{peek-a-boo}

So I lounged around for the remaining hour before we had to pick up the big kids and read some Pregnancy and Newborn magazines. I love magazines.

Speaking of pregnancy, here is Charlotte.

She's getting big.

And after spending a day (or 2) with sick Alice and last weekend with sick Maria, last night Jamie runs upstairs crying, "Mama, Dada [yep, still calls him dada and i love it] I frew up. I frew up on Ria's floor and her bed. And it's on my sleeeeeeeves!!!"

Sure enough, he frew up. And it happened just like he described it. So he came and slept on our floor.

And then I frew up.

And here I am this morning in pain. My tummy hurts. Like....it hurts. Stabbing hurt. But I guess it's okay because it's not like I have anything going on this weekend. Oh, wait. I do. I scheduled 5 hours worth of photo sessions for tomorrow AM-PM.

Of course this would happen. But I don't think I would have very happy mamas if 7 babies left my house with a bug.

And I won't have happy mamas when I call to cancel.

You can't win. But maybe I can, because today is Cupcake Friday. And even though I'm sick, I will wash my hands lots. AND use hand sanitizer. And I will make champagne cupcakes with champagne frosting.

Wish me (us) luck.