Wednesday, February 15, 2012

Our Valentine festivities have been interrupted by more puking.

Early Tuesday morning I was awoken to the sounds I know all too well.  
It was Andy.  For the second time in two weeks.
 When I knocked on the bathroom door to ask what was going on he tried to tell me he wasn't sick and he was just hanging out in the bathroom for a while.
Apparently, he thinks I'm a moron.
 He wanted so much to feel good so we could all have a great Valentine's Day.
Instead he spent the rest of the day on a pretty intimate date with the toilet.
And then I tried to get some pictures of my kids in their cute Valentine's outfits and they came out looking like this:
After which Mia started bawling, vowed to never eat another piece of Valentine candy for the rest of her life and begged to go home and lay on the couch.
That is the sure sign that disaster is upon us.

I'm off to sanitize myself.
I think we will do Valentines tomorrow.


Wa Wa Waughs said...

Man, you guys have had it! BTW, what is that on Bode's head? A tattoo? or just marker, or am I digging myself into a hole. I'll be really sorry if it is a birthmark...

Summer said...

Ha - no not a birthmark. It is marker. He had a little too much fun at the SSS valentine party.

Lesley said...

It's the ONE time he let me give him a stamp!!! I'm sorry Summer! Every time they want a stamp on their fore head, i silently pray the parent isn't going to need a picture later.