Before I mention why I skipped _three_ days, can you believe it snowed today!? Its still summer for a few more hours at least, and it snows.
My bride went to a ladie's retreat with some friends from church this past weekend, and so I was Mr. Mom for a few days. It was fun to goof off a bit. Me and the boys stayed up late, watched Star Trek TOS episodes, ate pizza, had Ritz crackers and EZ cheese for dinner, etc.!
Saturday night rolls around, and the boys get to bed around 9:00pm, I stay up a little too late reading, and then finally crash around midnight. About 4:00am, my 3yr old comes into my room. I wake up enough to notice he's walking toward the bed, and so I roll close to the edge. He leans real close and says,
"Daddy, My tummy hurLLLLLRGGRRRH!"
I can say, that's the first time I've ever had someone else's puke in my ear.
I grab him up as fast as I can, and football carry him into the bathroom, but unfortunately 80% of what he ate for the last year is already in my hair, on my pillow, in the sheets, etc.I parked the poor kiddo in front of the toilet, wipe off the big chunks from my face, and get him into some fresh PJs. We moved out to the living room, and I set up a puke survival zone. I had a pillow in a trashbag, covered with a pillowcase, several layers of blankets/sheets on the floor, a large pot, box of kleenex, bottle water, a flashlight and a hazmat suit.
I tried to explain how the pot worked several times, and he seemed to understand the instructions:
-When tummy hurts, grab pot, place under face, eject disagreeable tummy fillings, wipe mouth with Kleenex, take drink of water, lay back down.
The munchkin seemed to be falling asleep, so I snuck off to the shower. I managed to get most of the puke out of my ears, and got some clean clothes on. Snuck a peek, and he was still sleeping, so I started on the laundry.
Once I felt I had most of the mess contained, I came back out into the living room, and I must not have been tip-toeing ninja style, cause he sat right up as soon as I got close. I said, "Hey Bud, you doing ok?" He smiled and said "yeaRRRHHHHGGGGGHH"
He hadn't quite mastered the pot procedure.
This went on for the next few hours, and finally we both got about an hour of sleep. Luckily, my 6yr old slept in a bit.
In any case, that night when my wife got home, I was so wiped out from bio-hazard duty, that I ended up crashing pretty early. Hence why I skipped an extra day.
Since it snowed today, I ended up going over to a fairly new 24-hour gym that opened up a couple of blocks away. I started the week trial, and used the treadmill tonight.
Has it really been that long since VMworld in SanFran? I had forgotten how doubleplusungood the treadmill experience is.
I think I'll keep braving the cold until the snow is too deep to run in. I probably need to get some cold weather running clothes.
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