Gabe gets magical.
Like I said before, we’re visiting friends right now for the Thanksgiving weekend. It’s really awesome, but Jesse has been uncomfortable sleeping here for some odd reason and was up quite a bit on Wednesday night. However, he didn’t wake up at all last night. That was very good.
However.
Gabe did wake up last night. A lot. It’s unusual for the average ten year old to wake up so often in the middle of the night.
Unless they’re sick.
Apparently vomiting Thanksgiving everywhere was the order of the night. And, while he made it to the bathroom, he didn’t always make it to toilet.
Usually I’m the easier one to wake up but last night my husband was the first one on the scene – taking the clean up efforts into his own hands. That is fine. By. Me.
Except that my pregnant self had to pee.
Real bad.
But there was still a lot of throw up to clean so I had to wait patiently and was up anyway.
It was a lively 2:30am.
Jesse and Sam slept like babies people who sleep well. So they were well refreshed and bright eyed at 5:45am.
That was nice.
And early.
I have an overwhelming urge to either go shopping or take a nap. Or have my teeth pulled.
Anything to avoid dealing with more vomit.
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Well, we tried the shopping thing and since the whole teeth pulling thing is way over rated I say we take a nap
After we eat a fudge ball.
Ohhh, fudge balls!!!
Yes, please!
The teenagers left, Marty. No naps now, I guess.
I thought long and hard about taking a pillow and blanket and locking myself in the bathroom, pretending I was sick.
I’m wide awake now though – it being 9:30. Why does it always happen like this?