Then this morning, Kate woke up feeling shaky and weak. I made her eat and drink and then she puked which in turn made me puke. I have this thing, if anyone pukes, I puke. I am a sympathetic puker. It is awful. But it is true. She feels fine now but she blew her perfect attendance streak (2 years of perfect attendance in a row:( Me, I am not so fine. Cleaning up puke is one of my worst nightmares y'all. I gag and puke more as I clean. It is not pretty. Kate loved it though. She thought we were twins. "Mama, we're both throwing up!" she said as though it were charming. UGH! Now I will feel queasy all day and she is loving life watching Disney Jr and eating crackers.
It is so funny to read blogs/see instagrams about the end of summer and beginning of Fall. I saw people actually decorating for Fall and Halloween in other parts of the country. It seems so weird to me. It is so not the end of summer in Houston, Texas. I mean yes, kids are back in school (if they're not pukey) and the pools have more restricted hours but it will feel like summer here for at least a few more months. There are not pumpkins in our stores yet. They would rot in this heat. I simply cannot imagine it being fall like yet anywhere. Is it fall-ish where you live?
Will went to a "bows and bow ties party" Friday night. I think it was a super cute idea. Two girls were having a big joint birthday party and they sent Lilly Pulitzer invitations out asking all the teens to dress in bow ties or "Lilly chic." Will and his friends go to a prep school so they dress nicely everyday as part of the dress code. They wear long pants (even in this heat) and collared shirts everyday and ties and jackets on Mass days so they did not mind this too much. In fact, they had a blast at the party. I wish I could post a shot of Will and his friends all together but he'd probably kill me.
I think Will looked adorable in his bow tie. He is so grown up now. It is a real bow tie too (not a clip). And he tied it himself. Youtube can teach you to do anything these days!!
Just ignore that dirty towel on the rocking chair. I did.
Okay, the school nurse called and now Harry is home sick. Pukey too. And my dryer is broken.
I will tell you what it NOT a good combination.
Two pukey kids, one sympathetic puking Mom and a broken dryer.
Not good at all. And the dryer repair people cannot come for a few days.
I am in a grumpy mood. I need to go count my blessings.
