I meant to do an entry last week after Thatcher got his first hair cut but the flu has hit our house so I have been busy playing Puking Rally with him. The flu has taken over our daycare, my work and now our home. I want to run to the hills screaming and not come back until everything has been disinfected - and some warmer weather would be nice too. I stayed home with Thatcher last Thursday and chased him all over the house with a bucket out of fear that he was going to puke everywhere. The nice thing about T is he starts to whine or whimper for no reason before he hurls so you have some warning.
Thatcher is better in regards to the flu but I think he is cutting his two year molars and he is having growing pains. ( Dear Jesus....) My co worker has been out with the flu the last couple days and Mike now has it. The doctor told him to stay home for another couple days. I can make it through this, I can make it through this, I can make it through this......
(Dear Baby Jesus: I am in the middle of training for a half marathon, please avoid me this go around. Amen!)
Thatcher had his first hair cut the other day and it went pretty well. I thought it looked good and it didn't jump up his appearance to kindergartner so I was happy with it. No more business in the front -party in the back for him. I am happy with my hair too, just in case some of you were wondering.
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