I came home from church sick yesterday, and went straight to bed. Anne missed me and kept coming upstairs and calling "Mommy! Mommy!" outside my bedroom door. Claire completely reversed her potty training and urinated twice on the floor. That may not have been due to my being out of commission, but Jake has not read the potty-training books that instruct how to react to accidents, so I hope Claire isn't mentally scarred now.
On the bright side, Damon asked, "Is there anything I can do for you, Mommy?" He kept bringing me glasses of water. (When he was sick last week I brought him things to drink while he was in bed.) I'll try to remember how sweet he was next time he throws a screaming fit and I want to take him to my parents' house to live.
3 comments:
You are SICK--I'm sorry! I hope you aren't too sick to answer the phone today. I guess I'll find out soon enough.
I hope you are feeling better today! The whole household falls to pieces when the mother is sick. I love your blog! It is the only way I can keep up with my neices whom I love dearly!
I'm glad I'm not the only one that sometimes thinks of sending my children to live with grandparents. Funny about Claire and possible scarring by dad. I hope she gets back into her normal bathroom routine.
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