Vomitageddon

Those Olympic athletes have nothing on me...

Lion had a temp all morning, just a little one, he just said it was because the weather was hot so I kept doing what needed to be done.  We came home and he was just chillin' and we were reading books and having a quiet morning together with no TV on and decided to wrap Christmas gifts and all of a sudden he went green, looked up at me and said those words... "I don't feel good".

I stand up, knocking my chair back, all the while scanning the room Macgyver style for what I can use.  I spot a plastic toy box between Lion and I, I shove aside the highchair, it tips slightly but doesn't fall (the baby was in bed, asleep) I put one hand on Lion's shoulder and start herding him towards the tiles while I bend over and with the other hand I grab the toybox, tip the toys out and place the toybox in Lion's hands... we make it onto the tiles and he goes to do what he thinks will be a cough... but mummy knows better and moves the toybox closer to him... yep, there it is.

It's strange... at that point I should be annoyed that we have another vomiting bug, I should be feeling defeated at the thought of all the vomit I will likely have to deal with over the coming hours and days... instead I feel like a champion... I caught this one... well, not caught as in, I have the vomiting bug too, but caught as in IT LANDED IN THE BUCKET!!!

When they start up the Mammalympics I'll be representing Australia for vomit catching... it's a prestigious event...

Now where's my 14 bottles of pine-o-clean I have stashed away for our next Vomitageddon... because it's here!

SK8

Part of Wolf's 40th birthday excitement was the loan of a longboard from the skate shop around the corner from his work.  The owner of this shop hates me.  He gave Lion a skateboard (and helmet, thankfully) for his second Christmas when Lion was only 15 months old... yes, a 15 month old with a skateboard!  Anyway, Lion has my co-ordination gene so the whole concept of balancing on the board is a little challenging for him, hence he has a lot of spills.  Dragon is still not prepared to stand on a skateboard yet so he has less spills but he is also getting to be a bit of a daredevil on his scooter.  I have already posted one photo of Wolf riding the board but here are some of my other two big boys from that afternoon...

boys = skinned knees

About to stack.

From memory he caught himself before the ground caught him.

He did not want to pose for this one, Daddy was just out of frame to reassure the nervous Dragon.

More than happy to pose for this one with his tough-guy look.

Just ignore the fact that he's also fixing up his hungry-bum.

These were going to be a part of a Super Sized Sunday Snapshot... Then Lion and Dragon puked their guts up all over the place.  We had DC and L over for dinner and had just got the kids into bed... I am pretty sure Dragon's isn't a stomach bug but was more of a sympathetic puke... Lion has continued to try for gold in the vomitolympics.

I think I jinxed myself.  I cleaned out under the laundry sink 2 weeks ago and found 2 almost full bottles of disinfectant, nearly 4 litres all up, and joked that at least I was ready for the next vomitageddon... looks like it's happening... never say the "V" word.  So, I have pulled all the towels that I was going to wash tomorrow out of the basket ready for clean up duty, I have a stash of chuck-buckets piled beside the boys door and one next to each of their beds, so as one is used it can get rinsed and left in the bath tub to be dealt with in the morning.  Now all I have to do is get some extra bedding ready to go and then I can go to bed and pray that all the preparation was unnecessary.  I hate puke.

Dinner in public... always fun.

We went to dinner with three of my school friends tonight because one of them was here for her one weekend a year and was showing off her fiance (he's very nice). Three fo us have been friends since grade 1 and the "newby" of the group since grade 4. Lion needed to go to the toilet at one point so wolf took him and they came back after a reasonable amount of time. Lion came up to me and informed me in a not so quiet voice that "there was a man in the toilet making a funny noise going blagh, blagh, blagh". Lion makes scary accurate vomit noises. Apparently someone had a bit too much to drink tonight, and we were finishing and going home at 7:30 so they had started early!

Hopefully I will get a photo of us 4 "girls" from this evening, eventually. I might put it on if it's okay :)