Sick Again!

Beanie Weenie was sick again on Friday. This is twice in less than a month that she's had the pukes. What the hell? I thought that was sort of a yearly thing? Apparently not. Germy little bastard.

It started on Friday around 7:00pm. Earlier in the day we went to the beach for some Mama/Daughter bonding. (The pics are awesome by the way, I'll post them this week maybe) She loved it. Absolutely had a ball, and only tried to drown herself once, yay! She loved the water, loved the sand, loved it all. She didn't even whine when it was time to go home..I should have known the day was too good to be true.

I get home, my husband comes home a few minutes later and stays with Bean while I go to my nieces last softball game. As I am leaving her game (they won, in case you care), the phone rings. Its my husband. Bean barfed. I rush home. There is barf in the living room, in the kitchen, in the sink, in the tub, in her bed and on the floors...it looks like a frat house on a Saturday morning. Only there was no keg at my place, otherwise you can bet I would have started drinking. It was horrible! We had to let her sleep with us as she was up constantly either puking or dry heaving. This went on the entire night. By Saturday morning I had slept maybe 2 hours.

My husband left the house for softball around 5:30am. He offered to stay home but I figured he might as well get out of the house, no use in us both being miserable. Normally I'm spiteful and would have begged for him to stay..but since she hadn't puked I figured I would be okay. Boy was I wrong. She didn't puke but rather turned into the biggest brat you've ever seen (okay, not the biggest, I've met worse, but she was BAD man, real bad!) so yeah, Saturday sucked giant balls. I will elaborate on her brattyness another day. I need some lunch and I'm guessing she won't nap long today.