Preface: I love Casey, I adore Casey! Casey is my hunk o-burnin' love! Casey is wonderful, fabulous and great but sometimes I really wonder how many kids I really have.
So last week started off with Emma waking me up at 1am by crying, "mommma, I just threw up" -sweet words every mother loves to hear in the morning. The following days were filled with lots of throw up clean up, pj's being changed and trying my best to be the greatest mom in America. And my little Emma was a trooper! She didn't cry or complain, just laid on the couch and felt yucky!
And then it moved on to my Hailey. She was about the same, just feeling yucky but no complaining or crying. My week consisted of sweats and ponytails, lots of loads of wash, hand sanitizer and yuckiness.
But then it was Casey's turn to be sick. He was sick like the girls, lots of time not keeping much down but oh my, you would have thought he was dying. Everytime he would finish throwing up there was moaning and I heard more than once-"Oh, oh, I can't take it any more". Now come on, really? I mean I know it stinks being sick and is pretty aweful at times but seriously! I just love my little Casey but this week made me wonder how many children I really have and whose the bigger baby, Casey or Hailey! But this week also made me realize us ladies are a lot stronger, betterer or amazingly wonderful than those men!!!