What a day!

Wanted to share how my day went. There's no way I could have made this up, it all happened.

I woke up Connor for daycare at 7am he came and laid on the couch saying he didn't feel well (he'd kinda been feeling off for the past few days, rash, fever, upset stomach) About 15 minutes later he said he threw up in his bed and sure enough he had. So I planned to take Ryland to daycare and Connor to the doctor. He ate 1/2 a muffin, which if you know Connor, him eating only 1/2 a muffin= he's sick. I got the boys in the car and not even 2 block away I look at Connor and he throwing up. So I turn around and head back home and he continues to throw up. Got him cleaned up, on the couch and watching TV. By this time Ryland was ready for nap so I got him to sleep. He slept for 2 hours, then the madness began.

As Ryland was waking up, Connor said he wanted a piece of toast. I got Ryland and put him on the living room floor to make the toast. Connor was in my bed watching TV. I went to tell Connor his toast was ready and there's Ryland on the floor with poop everywhere. I pick him up and it just falls out of his clothes and still falling as I get him in his room. I unsnap his outfit and poop splats in my right eye. It takes 7-8 cloth wipes to clean him b/c there's so much poo! I put him in his crib with some toys b/c he couldn't get on the floor b/c of the poo. I cleaned both the living room and his bed room carpet and by that time he was screaming to get out of his crib. I put him on the floor and went to scrape the poop out of his diaper. (remember I use cloth) I was about to throw all the throw up clothes and towels from earlier and the poop clothes and diaper in the wash. I peaked in to check on Ryland, only to see him grabbing a piece of small furniture that is not bolted to the wall and it coming down on top of him. It landed and I got it off pretty quick. It may not have even completely landed on him, but it happened so fast. I had the poopy diaper in my hand but dropped it when I saw all this happening so there was more poop on me, on him and on the ground. I didn't care, I was just happy he wasn't hurt. Scared to death, yes, hurt? no. I got him calmed down everything was going good.

I made an appointment for Connor to see our doctor at 3:30. Jeremy came home early to watch Ryland. I made some toast for Connor in the car b/c he still had not eaten all day. He ate 2 bites while we were on I-44 and then promptly threw them back up all over him self. Did I bring clothes? NOPE! I stopped by our daycare and picked up the extra pair they have there and changed him before we saw in the doctors office. She gave us an Rx for topical Phengren and he ate 1 1/2 pieces of toast and was a happy boy again. Let's pray for a peaceful night.