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so, last week was crazy!  bike races, denver, livi’s big 3rd birthday & party, harper lynn got her first tooth and along with it a 101 degree fever for a few days until that little sucker popped through!  we had company from oklahoma and a really fun girls night-pics soon to come of all the festivities!  we did about 10 loads of laundry yesterday, cleaned the floors, and i picked up everything so that i could wake up this morning to a nice straight house and spend the afternoon working and relaxing while the girls slept.  so, i was looking forward to a nice relaxing day today.  we had a play date planned, taking lunch to a sweet friend with a sweet new baby, and then i was going to catch up on my reality tv and work a little on christmas card designs and other various business things that i love to do. well, HA!  that was not in the cards for me this morning!  as the saying goes: “we plan, and God laughs!”  last week both girls slept until at least 8 every single morning!  yesterday and this morning they were both up by 7:15am!  the first thing i hear after harper’s sweet little voice letting us know she was awake is andrew, asking me for the zofran!  YIKES!  for all of you out there that aren’t so familiar with your pharmaceuticals, zofran is an anti-nausea med that worked wonders on me when i was prego with harper!  ok, so zantac & zofran with a coca-cola chaser and on to get the girls who are by now both babbling to themselves in their rooms!  so, i open livi’s door and find her already shuffling through her books and choosing what i should read to her first.  then i get harper lynn out of bed, bring her down and feed her.  hmmm…all is well so far, just need some coffee and i’ll be good to go!  i check on my hubby, he’s feeling rotten.  uh, oh-this is when things start to go down hill at about 8:15 a.m.!   now, keep in mind that andrew is the hardest working person i have ever known, so when he’s out of commission i feel kind of lost and frustrated because i know for that time i’ll be getting a third child in the form of a 34-year-old, 6’1″ tall man!  anyhow, i go upstairs to get the girls clothes so that we can escape the-house-of-the-sick-hubby as soon as they’re both dressed and fed.  i go in livi’s room and notice a smell.  a definite puke-like smell!  i flip on the overhead light to survey her bed and there it is…PUKE!  a bunch of it!  all over her bed and splattered on her wall just missing her darling flowery blik stickers.  YUCK!!!  CRAP!!!  she threw up in her bed and slept in it!  how does something like that happen?  i noticed that morning that her hair looked strangely curly for just having slept on it.  i promptly came downstairs to get hl & put her down for her morning nap and check on my pukey three-year-old.  she smelled like throw up for sure.  eww!  poor baby!  so, i tossed her in the tub and cancelled our plans for the day.  checked on the hubs-he was half passed out and in need of more drink, dry crackers, and pain meds for a headache that suddenly came on while i was dealing with the new princess of puke.  i stripped her bed and settled in for a long day at home which consisted of watching cars & ratatouille, snuggling, and getting out a bunch of harper’s toys to try to keep her happy while we were quarantined.  i did manage to escape while all three of them slept to drop off some client packets at the post office and pick up a few things at the store.  in case anyone is wondering, i now have cabin fever!  hopefully tomorrow will be better and everyone in my house will feel better.  see you then…