December 09
Quynsie's band concert.
December 10
Puke cleanup at 4am is not my idea of a good time.
Poor Carson woke up really sick at 3 AM.
We thought he just needed to use the restroom.
He used it and then went back to bed.
At 4 AM, we hear, "Dad, I threw up in my bed".
He was trying to get out of bed to go to the bathroom but he couldn't get out of bed fast enough.
He then finally got out of bed and made it only to the bathroom door before throwing up again.
Made it to the sink and threw up more.
Finally made it to the toilet and threw up in the toilet.
During all of this, dad and I were tag teaming on cleaning things up. We finally got a sleeping bag and had him sleep on the bathroom floor after he sat on the toilet for 45 minutes. He slept the rest of the night and was fine the next day.
Nadia is on crutches because at Quynsie's band concert, she decided to run around with a friend and tore the ligaments and stuff in her ankle.
Right now she is on crutches and is wearing her ankle brace.
This is our life for the next few weeks. 6-8 to be exact.
We went Christmas light hunting and this was by far our favorite house. It was programed to music and was just amazing. We sat there for about 20 minutes or so just watching.
Me: Carson why were you doing front flips off a kitchen chair?
Carson: I don't know, it just popped into my head.
Me: hand to Palm, are you serious son?
Carson: yep
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