Sunday, April 18, 2010

So our little guy has had a rough weekend, but can you tell? It's amazing how happy kids can be even when they aren't feeling well. I think he just had a 24 hour bug. We stayed home from church today just to be on the safe side.
Yesterday I left Cal with Mom while I went up to SLC to do a bride early in the morning. I was not even half way through with her hair when Mom called saying Cal had thrown up four times. I fed him some sweet potatoes after he woke up from his nap at Mom's. He seemed to feel so much better so I thought it was a good idea to get him full of some food. OH BOY WHAT A MISTAKE!! I picked him up and all of our bags, blankets, etc. to go and he puked on EVERYTHING!! Including Mom's white living room carpet. Orange Sweet Potatoes! Oh and my new white blouse. So we were in the clear later that evening so Cassady and I took him out in the stroller. As we neared home he started to grumble. I now know why. Minutes after walking in the door we stripped his pants off of him to cool him down, it was so warm out. He was standing at the window when he relieved himself and Cass and I laughed because we could have swore he said a slow " Oh yeah.." I went to do the dishes and Cass summoned me quickly back to the living room. It had gone out the diaper, down his legs ALL over the carpet, and get this, down my heater vent. Not just on but DOWN IT. I had to take it apart and reach inside. It was SUCH A MESS!!! Cass just kept laughing and took a picture. You wait until its you Tweed. Although I was laughing pretty hard myself. Cal knew he had done something yucky. He had this worried look on his face. Poor guy. After that was cleaned up I got to clean up the pee Ruby left me in the bathroom. She was in there all morning while I was gone, but STILL.... So I screaming "UNCLE!" I am so done, please no more. He seems good today. Our good friend gave us a pair of shoes for him that are too big. He insists on wearing them. He tries to put them on by himself. So on they go and they stay, but walking is a little harder. He cracks me up all day. I wish I could just videotape our whole day sometimes. Especially in the car. He is so freaking funny. He has some of the best dance moves and he has the pursed lips and slight head bob down pat. LOVE LOVE LOVE this age!

1 comment:

Chrystal said...

OMG! That is the BEST poop story EVER! You'll be laughing about that one for years. Save that one for when he's met his wife-to-be. She'll love hearing that one. LOL! But in the moment--not so funny. I'm sorry he hasn't been feeling well. No fun for either of you.