The Birthday King Falls

D went in 24 hours from being the birthday king to being a sick kid with a stomach virus.  Brent and I parent kids across a wide age range, so we have dealt with a number of issues.  There are very few things that make a parent feel helpless like a sick kid.  And I, of course, am just talking about a stomach virus, not a chronic or terminal illness which  surely must bring a helpless feeling like none other.

D lost all the content of his stomach and then some.  I don’t think I need to paint you a picture.  It was ugly.  There was a lot of laundry and more after that.  He spent the day laying on the floor  next to his bucket watching TV.

So sad.

We have a name for the bucket — Bart.  Don’t over think it.  I don’t know why.  We just do.

Maybe because it brings smiles to out faces in the middle of the night.  Remember how I told you D wanders in the middle of the night?  Well, that’s where he was when he got sick. Yes.  Awful for everyone.  Mostly awful for Brent.  Again — there’s no need to paint you a picture.

Kids always start throwing up in the middle of the night.  Adults, too, now that I think about it.  You need to have a chuckle.  “You get Bart while I take this load down to the washer . . .

. . . Ew.  Grab the stuffed penguin.  I’ll take it with me.”

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