So um, It's been a rough couple of days. Yesterday started with one of my kittens, Gringo, being found dead. He was the only all white one in the litter. All was well for a while until I went into town to donate blood. I offered to take my sister's kids to their visitation with her ex. As I leave wal-mart and get on the freeway Caspian pukes in the back seat all over her cousin's pants. This understandably freaks Callia out. I know I should care, but she's 6 and such things matter to her. I am a 29 year old mother of 4, I just don't care about bodily fluids anymore. They don't phase me.
Anyway, I call Lauren to come get her kids so I can go directly home and Caspian can continue to hurl in peace, which she did. Twice. Does anybody know how to clean puke out of a car carpet?
After that I got home to my fairtax group that arrived at my house 45 minutes early for sign making. We had to scramble to accommodate that group while Phil took Cortlan and Rowan to scouts. After that mess things quieted down until after we went to bed.
From 1:16am to 6:30am, I was up every hour 20 minutes after I went to sleep with either Rowan or Heston. Rowan decided to climb on his table which caused it to overturn completely. The ensuing crash jolted Phil out of bed an into a weaponized search of the house. Then Rowan wanted to sleep with us, which means that I am the pinata and he is the stick. That kid (who is 3 today) does not stop moving even when he is asleep.
Needless to say I am tired and meandering today. I will post again when I do not have a headache.
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