So here is a brief recap of the past 14 days. Two weeks ago today: Nicholas develops car sickness. We find this out on our trip to the second grocery store to buy them out of formula in an effort to stock up before dad leaves the following Tuesday for two weeks.Saturday: Nicholas is car sick again.Sunday: We move the seats in the car around in an effort to alleviate the poor guy's car sickness.Monday: Oh, he's not car sick. He's just sick. Ben looks like he's getting it too. Hmmm.Tuesday: Dad leaves. Elaine starts vomiting.Wednesday: Jenny gets taken out. Alida starts vomiting.Thursday: Mom gets taken out. Babies continue to vomit.Friday: Benjamin starts vomiting. Mom is vomiting but not sure if she's sick or sick and tired.
Cavalry Ride Number 1:
Farthing Grocery Delivery DropSaturday: No temperatures, less vomiting.Sunday: Send in the Cavalry!
Cavalry Ride Number 2:
Aunt Cynthia bravely comes by the house and plays with children for hours. Mom gets a shower that doesn't involve staring at a monitor through the shower door as soap runs in her eyes at 5 in the morning.
Cavalry Ride Number 3:
Dad drives over 3 hours home from class to spend the afternoon and help get people to bed then turns around and drives back over 3 hours to return to class.Monday: Jenny returns. Everyone is on the edge of well, but just won't commit. The doctor says the girls will be okay.Tuesday: Girls vomit again. Jenny wonders why she didn't quitWednesday: We switch to soy formula. Why won't these people get better?Thursday: No vomiting. Some people are even acting completely normal.
Cavalry Ride Number 4:
Grandma and Grandpa arrive to spend the entire weekend with their grand babies and help their daughter re-gain her sanity. Pictures to follow.Dad is due back on Sunday, and a well planned out-of-town business trip is waiting for mom on Monday.
Friday, February 29, 2008
Thursday, February 28, 2008
Wednesday, February 27, 2008
Truth In Advertising
This one is down-right false because there is no way that kid is holding one of these things and not attempting to manipulate it unless he was a) drugged, or b) his arm was photo-shopped in there.
At least on this one they apparently didn't give the child the paints, which is a little bit closer to truth, I guess.If we kind of pretend that he's reaching out for the real one sitting there encased in plastic, the lawyers said we could get away with a clean kid.
But if you want a true picture of what you're getting in to,
Come over some Saturday after we've given in and let them play with them.
If Social Services had stopped by, which I do expect will be any day, I would have had some explaining to do since orange and purple paint soaked through a T-shirt onto dry skin looks freakishly like a battering of bruises along and ENTIRE torso. Forget fancy Halloween make-up in the future. When Patric picked up the "artwork" he had to hold it over the trash to let it drip for awhile. For the rest of the weekend--meaning for the next two days--every Chlorox wipe that ran over that table came up orangey-brown. Yum.
At least on this one they apparently didn't give the child the paints, which is a little bit closer to truth, I guess.If we kind of pretend that he's reaching out for the real one sitting there encased in plastic, the lawyers said we could get away with a clean kid.
But if you want a true picture of what you're getting in to,
Come over some Saturday after we've given in and let them play with them.
If Social Services had stopped by, which I do expect will be any day, I would have had some explaining to do since orange and purple paint soaked through a T-shirt onto dry skin looks freakishly like a battering of bruises along and ENTIRE torso. Forget fancy Halloween make-up in the future. When Patric picked up the "artwork" he had to hold it over the trash to let it drip for awhile. For the rest of the weekend--meaning for the next two days--every Chlorox wipe that ran over that table came up orangey-brown. Yum.
Tuesday, February 26, 2008
It's Time Guys
No vomit yesterday. The doctor said the girls were hydrated, had fine ears, no temps and so sorry but the diarrhea will eventually stop. Go forth and get well.
And, we seem to be getting better. Elaine (on top) seemed normal this morning and Alida (above) seemed much improved, although what a great time to start teething girl.
Nicholas kicked it off quick, and Ben seems well on his way.
So mom's creative mealtimes will likely be coming to a close. It's time.
And, we seem to be getting better. Elaine (on top) seemed normal this morning and Alida (above) seemed much improved, although what a great time to start teething girl.
Nicholas kicked it off quick, and Ben seems well on his way.
So mom's creative mealtimes will likely be coming to a close. It's time.
Monday, February 25, 2008
A Good Suggestions By Dad
Saturday, February 23, 2008
One Car Ride, Tonya Harding, and First Finger Foods
Car! Car! Car! was all I heard from a sick Benjamin yesterday morning. Tried the Car movie; tried the car toy; tried a car ride. The last one was what did him in even though he loved it. We couldn't really go anywhere, so we drove. We drove until he puked. Then we sped toward home.
Shhh. Don't tell daddy.*
But since Benjamin was smiling, we stopped at McDonalds on the way back to get some Sprite and maybe a sandwhich.
And on the way out of the parking lot, the phone rang. On on the other end was someone who obviously knew me named Harding. Harding, Harding, Harding. I rolled through my mental rolodex as Benjamin began to puke once again. I'm so sorry, who? The twins in Lawrence, Sarah Farthing. (exasperated at my idiocy.) Sarah! Oh, I'm so sorry. Schnucks, Schnucks, they're at your house. Huh? (Sound of Ben puking) How far are you? Thought you would be home-bound. (I've just found out that I am.) I'll call them and tell them to wait.
And when we pulled up the nicest man was sitting there waiting with a couple armloads of groceries sent lovingly from not Tonya Harding but Sarah Farthing (The Dukes mom). And that was the best part of the day because there was no way that I was getting to the store. All of our favorites (uncanny really) sat on the table--milk, cereal bars, fruit chews, chicken soup, bread, bananas, pears, Pedialyte!
And my big mistake of the day (bigger than the car ride probably) was going to the bathroom after letting my boys have noodles from the chicken noodle soup in the living room. Alida has now had her official first finger foods, and she loves noodles and crackers.
And, Elaine is the happiest sick, teething baby I've ever seen.
*The McDonalds ban is not about nutritional value mind you. Nope. My kids will be banned from the clown's place due to second amendment political stands. (Except perhaps when daddy isn't looking...)
Shhh. Don't tell daddy.*
But since Benjamin was smiling, we stopped at McDonalds on the way back to get some Sprite and maybe a sandwhich.
And on the way out of the parking lot, the phone rang. On on the other end was someone who obviously knew me named Harding. Harding, Harding, Harding. I rolled through my mental rolodex as Benjamin began to puke once again. I'm so sorry, who? The twins in Lawrence, Sarah Farthing. (exasperated at my idiocy.) Sarah! Oh, I'm so sorry. Schnucks, Schnucks, they're at your house. Huh? (Sound of Ben puking) How far are you? Thought you would be home-bound. (I've just found out that I am.) I'll call them and tell them to wait.
And when we pulled up the nicest man was sitting there waiting with a couple armloads of groceries sent lovingly from not Tonya Harding but Sarah Farthing (The Dukes mom). And that was the best part of the day because there was no way that I was getting to the store. All of our favorites (uncanny really) sat on the table--milk, cereal bars, fruit chews, chicken soup, bread, bananas, pears, Pedialyte!
And my big mistake of the day (bigger than the car ride probably) was going to the bathroom after letting my boys have noodles from the chicken noodle soup in the living room. Alida has now had her official first finger foods, and she loves noodles and crackers.
And, Elaine is the happiest sick, teething baby I've ever seen.
*The McDonalds ban is not about nutritional value mind you. Nope. My kids will be banned from the clown's place due to second amendment political stands. (Except perhaps when daddy isn't looking...)
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