…. barf or diarrhea? … or how bout both mixed? Ya, I know. Disgusting. That’s what I got to clean up in Nya’s high chair after finally getting both girls to bed tonight (a tiny miracle in itself). My poor babies are both sick so my day started out with cleaning up puke and ended in the same way 🙂 Nya can’t seem to keep anything down and if it’s not coming out one end it’s the other (if you’re confused just read opening line again). She’s been such a trooper all day though, quite snuggly and loving ~ and patient when Elli needed my care more than herself. It’s so hard to see your little ones sick, makes me sad. I know that any mom reading this is totally relating. So, I guess I don’t really have much more to say … and you’ll just have to forgive me if once again I’ve broken blogging etiquette. I think I’m going to apply for that show “America’s Dirtiest Job’s” now ~ Mom.

I guess Elmo isn’t quite as exciting when you’re sick.

“Did you toot?”

Nya loves to “help” cook… “Nya do it.”

Are words really necessary…?

“Wadup homey.”