Zombie Apocalypse, Milk Jugs & Day What? #NaBloPoMo

One of the drawbacks to me being overwhelmingly busy constantly re-organizing our home after the 3 males living here trash it is that I never know what day of the week it is. EVER. Especially when the week is short because someone was home sick, then it was election day. And next week is short too because of Veteran’s Day, so I’ll more than likely think it’s Tuesday on Sunday. *sigh*

We are also dealing with a toddler version of the zombie apocalypse at our house. Kyle has figured out not only how to climb out of his crib in 2 seconds flat, forcing us to replace his crib with a big-boy bed, but he’s also manage to climb over every gate in the house – including the extra-tall one I put in the doorway hoping to keep him in his room and safe when he wakes up at 3am rather than trashing Connor’s room and waking everyone in the house. Needless to say, there is lots of excess baggage around the eyes of those living with the dreaded toddler-zombie.

Yesterday, I was thankful that my mom has such a good sense of humor and that we can make each other laugh about stuff that would normally push us over the edge (thanks Mum!).

Today I’m ever-so-grateful that Kyle is the kind of kid who will see you doing something a particular way a few times (like getting ready to bring Connor to the bus), then insist on that action being done exactly the same way for the rest of eternity. Yes, I’m totally serious! He knows how to help us empty the dishwasher (although he does want to put away dirty dishes quite often), he knows how to load the dryer (again, sometimes it’s not clean laundry he wants to load), and going out is easier than ever as he knows we have to put on his coat and that he needs to go onto the porch for me to pick him up and put him in the truck (even though he does sometimes make a dash for the sandbox). It makes life SO much easier now that he’s cooperative and wants to help!

My “Going Green” mission today is to save as many milk jugs as I can to organize Connor’s crayons, colored pencils, and craft supplies. I figure I could save about an acre’s worth of jugs from making it into landfills just with this project alone! I got the idea from one of my fave websites…Pinterest! Check it out…

Yesterday, we saved a ton of food from going in the garbage by eating the leftovers of our “camp-out stew”. Seriously – it’s so easy to make and is delicious! The best part is that it gets young kids active in preparing their dinner, and they have control over what they have to eat (to a point, lol). I’ll be posting the recipe after this weekend…I’m going to another Cub Scout Leadership training tomorrow. 🙂 Thankfully, this one is indoors and is only 4 hours, but probably won’t be as fun as the last one.

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Worst Week EVER!

Okay, we all know that having a five-year-old with a stomach bug is bad.

Well, my kid just got over a Monster-Stomach-Bug-From-Hell.

Not 24 hours…or even 72 hours. A full week of diarrhea, vomiting and crying over stomach cramps. This poor kid couldn’t even keep Pedialyte down for more than ten minutes.

All things considered, he was very good. He only cried if it really hurt, he would tell you as soon as he had a mess in his pull-up (yes, we switched back temporarily), and if he could help it, he would vomit into a bucket we kept in whatever room he was in. Even switching back to underwear wasn’t a problem.

Now for the really fun part…

About halfway through Connor being sick, Daddy got the bug. OH YAY. Any woman reading this knows full well how the most manly-man can instantly morph into a huge baby the second he’s got anything wrong with him. So, for the past four days, I’ve had to listen to how bad he’s got it and his stomach hurts, blah, blah, blah. Needless to say, he didn’t clean up a single instance of vomit or poop while Connor was sick.

Connor’s first day back at school was yesterday, and shortly before he got home, I started feeling funny. Not nauseated or anything, just a little…off.  I chalked it up to being up all week with a sick kid and a new baby. (Thankfully, Kyle – who is two months old – has avoided catching this awful thing.)

By the time he got home, I was feeling weak and cold – NOT GOOD. Got him in the house and settled, and took my temperature (my mom bought me the temporal thermometer – the thing rocks!). This one deserves another OH YAY…102.8.

Lee came home, and actually let me wrap myself up in blankets and go to bed for a couple of hours, made a bunch of bottles, then got me some of the stuff I needed – cold facecloth, etc. When I made the mistake of asking him to remind me when it was time to take my Tylenol…he said “I’ve been busting my ass since I got home so you could sleep. You’re asking an awful lot you know”.

Mind you – this is the first time I’ve really been knocked on my ass from being sick since Connor was born five years ago.

Can I shoot him now???

Anyway – the only thing you can do for your kid if they catch this horrible bug is to make sure they get plenty of Pedialyte. I even made popsicles with it and added a speck of Jello powder just for flavoring!

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