Tis The Season

With all the jollyness of Christmas and snow comes also the flu season. To this point my family had been spared as I heard horror story after story of sick kids and all that goes with it. I was feeling pretty smug having been saved and hoping that I could exit the winter season without incidence. Alas I could not. Someone infected my kid and since he woke up Monday morning at six barfing for the first time I am going to assume it was some snotty nosed kid at church (no real hard feelings anonymous little kid). Regardless he has barfed at least 6 times since. And what I have learned is this. I am just as crappy as ever at dealing with this kind of stuff. I have always had what is arguably the weakest stomach ever. And I still gag and hold my breath as I help my kids get cleaned up.

And secondly I learned that for every way that Issac is like me this is just another one. He watched Wyatt throw up this morning and spent the next five minutes dry heaving. Now I have to shout for him to get away when Wyatt gets started so I won't end up cleaning double the fun. Because I then for sure would lose it as well. My mom always said I would outgrow this once I had kids but I think she is insane because four kids later it is the way its always been. Pretty flaming horrible.