Friday, August 20, 2010

Happy Cat, Sad Cat



If I were to write a children's book, it would go something like this.

See the cat?  The cat is happy!  The cat found a mouse.  The mouse looks happy.  The cat and the mouse play together.  I am sad.  The mouse was in my cupboard.  I am happy.  Daddy catches the mouse.  The cat is sad.  The mouse is relieved.  Daddy catches the mouse in his shoe.  Daddy is sad.  Now what will he wear on his feet?  Daddy puts the mouse outside.  The cat is sad.  Who will she play with now?  Daddy gives the cat a toy.  The cat is happy!

Do you think it would sell?  Unfortunately, the story is completely non-fiction. It is a true story of our afternoon today.

To offset the mouse-capade, there was a delicious rain storm this morning.  And I got to play in it quite a bit.  I have to say, I have been insanely jealous of all the people in Salt Lake County.  They have been getting lots of rain, but all I have gotten were gray skies.  So not fair.  Until today when I woke up to the sweet sound of wind whipping rain hitting the ground. 

Which was a relief, I tell you.  Last night Faye didn't want to sleep.  I was trying to get her to stop playing because it was nearing 2 o'clock when I heard coughing from Keith's room.  I don't know why I assumed something was wrong, but I left the baby with Jeffrey and rushed into his room...



... to find him covered in vomit.  We spent the next thirty minutes fighting a screaming sleepy boy out of his vomit drenched pajamas and into a clean bath.  Stripping his bedding and washing it, and getting him back to bed.  When he is tired and wants to sleep, anything obstructing his path is met with window shattering screams. 

So, Faye is better (mostly) but Keith isn't.  He isn't holding much down.  But the weird thing is he has no fever, he acts normal, and though I ask him frequently he has no head or stomach pain at all.  He just has no appetite.  How do you fix a sick kid when you have no idea what is wrong?  So, the BRAT diet will be implemented tomorrow.

P.S.  I couldn't do it.  I didn't wait until September.  My fall decor went up today.  But I think I have a valid excuse.  We are trying to clean up our carport/patio of all the boxes from the move.  I figured the easiest thing to do would be to put the decorations up rather than find a place for them for the next two weeks.  And though it may seem odd to have it up that early, I am loving it!

8 comments:

Veronica said...

A mouse, no thanks! I would have freaked out. Which I did when our hamster got loose, and I like our hamster, still scared me having it run around in the bottom of the pantry lol.

I hope Keith feels better, that kind of night is no fun.

It's colder in the mornings, fall is right around the corner, it's okay to have the decorations up now, you get to enjoy them longer!

Gina said...

Sounds like a tummy virus. Thank your lucky stars that he doesn't have a fever. And good luck staying healthy!

Chantel said...

I hope Keith gets feeling better soon. I'm ready for Fall as well!!!

Sue said...

Stomach flu is no fun at all. Just ease the food back in slowly...BRAT diet sounds good, but I always started with pretzels and soda crackers first.

One good thing, it usually passes quickly!

=)

Jingle said...

great capture of the cat and the rat...

Em said...

Bahahaha I remember when you put up your fall decor last year in August! I can't tease myself like that. Oct 1st or bust baby!!! We are swimming in fevers at my house this weekend. Guess I should have been washing their hands even though it is summer.

Emmy said...

So sorry he is sick :(. Vomiting is the worst. Have you had eggs recently?

Do you want to come decorate my house? I just have a feeling I won't do anything this year.

Natasha said...

Yay! I'm glad you put your fall decor up already! I would, it's just still too hot and gross to even convince myself that it's anything other than summer. I'll live vicariously through you again this year. And rain?! You have rain?! What I wouldn't give for a little bit of that goodness.

Extra hugs and kisses for the babes, sorry to hear Keith is sicky.