Just as I opened this up to start writing my three year old positioned herself next to me to tell me that the "throw up is all out of her mouth". She was up three times during the night. Why am I blogging?
Probably the same reason I, in the last three sick hazed days, was compelled by some insane force to make three batches of fudge, pizza dough, hedgehog buns, and deep clean the upstairs.
All the while laughing at the idiocy of that electric car's slogan:
"More car than electric!"
Can't stop laughing.
When not laughing have been fretting and praying about RCI (Ivory Coast). Deeply grateful that my parents are out, but worried about people I know who are there, expat or not, and hoping that God will intervene before the whole country goes up like a firework.
Also discovered who "Snookie" is this week. Wow. Obviously just a matter of time before America goes up like a firework too. This would be a good time, as Elphine said just before we said goodbye to Maggie, for Jesus to come back.
In the meantime, am facing a pile of vomit soaked laundry and a bunch of little kids who are begging for "school". Stupid children! Don't they know that sick days are supposed to be spent lying around watching Snookie, Yo Gaba Gaba (seriously, have any of you seen this monstrosity?) and trying not to throw up? Yesterday after reading about the Unification of Upper and Lower Egypt by Pharaoh Menes Romulus burst in to tears when I said we couldn't go see the pyramids today, it just isn't going to happen so stop whining and don't bring it up again.
Also made four batches of Rice Krispie Treats. Ate a whole batch by myself in the kitchen.
Have a great weekend! Go check out Jen.