4 hours, 36 minutes until my husband gets home. not that i’m counting.

At which time I will be locking myself in my bedroom. Probably with a glass of wine. Or possibly a martini. And not coming out for at least an hour.

For the record, I will never be buying V8 Splash juice again. And I am extremely thankful for Resolve.

Lets just leave it at that.

Also – let the record show that Ellie threw up EXACTLY 24 HOURS after entering Chuck E. Cheese. Coincidence? I. THINK. NOT.

My boy Colin is also sick. I'm not sure what's wrong with him – he hasn't thrown up, but he has a very high fever. He's been asleep for the last 4 hours, so hopefully that will help him feel better.

I was able to fall asleep around 11, after Ellie got sick in my bathroom. (The girls sleep on our floor when they are sick. We learned VERY quickly that sick children in bunk beds is NOT a good combination.) Then Colin woke up at 12. Then Ellie woke up at 1:30. Then Colin was up at 3. And 4. And 5. And then we just stayed up. Clearly sleep was not in the cards.

Good thing I'm not sick because if I had to be without coffee this morning, I would be bumping into walls and putting cereal in the fridge and milk in the pantry. I'm going to go check on Colin now… he's been asleep for an awfully long time.

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UPDATE: He just called to say he will be 2 hours late. Nice.