After the dentist we drove to Rachel's house to say goodbye to her. She's moving to Washington on Monday and we're going to miss her so much. Especially mommy. The kids played on her swing set and checked out her turtle before we hugged and said our goodbyes.
Because the kids were do well behaved I thought playing and eating at McDonald's would be a good treat. The kids gobbled up there happy meals and went to play. Not even 5 minutes later I see Nathan starting to gag. I run in the play yard just as he vomits. Poor sweet Gracie had explosive diarrhea at nearly the same time. I thought I was going to die. It was a mommy nightmare. I desperately wanted to scream and run away. Or burst into tears. My poor sick kids. I apologized profusely to the McDonald's employees and then cleaned my kids up in my van. Nathan barfed the whole ride home. When we got home I had a screaming, hungry, cranky baby, a disastrous carseat to clean, a poopy daughter, a barfy son, and one big boy who was sweet enough to help his mama survive the day. Logan was such a big help. He played with and fed Colly for me while I did damage control. I called my mom at work, crying because the day was so hard. It was a day only another mother could understand.
My poor kids are still sick. Gracie's fever broke last night and little Collin still has one today. All 4 of them have boogery noses and hacking coughs. I'm so happy spring is here and hopeful that healthier days are ahead.
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