Sadly, less than an hour into our trip, Quinn got sick...and did again every hour until we got home! Miserable! Sad! Gross! Bless his heart...at one point, while I was sitting on the side of the road holding my diapered only baby, he looked at me and said..."Mommy, medice...medice, Mommy!" (that's Quinn's word for medicine!...he just wanted to feel better!) ... Matt drove like a crazy man, and got us to our front door in record time. It was 7:30 and Quinn went straight to bed!
Then, at 11:30, he woke, saying, "Mommy...no...nooo...Mommmy!"...proceeded by sickness...and then the same story at 12:45! I moved my pillow and monitor to the guest bedroom and slept there...Q woke up numerous times in the night, but never got sick again! PRAISE JESUS!
We've had an ok day...in jammies all day...Quinn progressively feeling better but needing Momma all of the time...eating every cracker in sight...and some applesauce...and a few Recees Pieces! (What can I say, he needed something yummy!) ... Matt and I are both trying to talk ourselves out of feeling yucky...so please say a prayer that we'll stay well! We DON'T WANT IT!!!! We're praying that we all wake up feeling 100%!
And, if you're wondering about our unlucky week...this week last year, Matt's grandmother passed away and Matt and Q both had the stomach bug! What are the odds!!?!?
Here's my little Cracker Monster!!!...
And, tonight, while reading a ridiculous amount of books to Q, he pointed to this picture and said..."Jesus!!!" Sweet little man! I guess it does kind of look like the Jesus he sees in pictures!?Bless his precious heart...surely Jesus understands that he isn't calling him a monkey! ;)