Starting the weekend early

Having a cold just wasn't good enough for Sam.  She had to go and top herself by puking in her bed.  I woke up last night at 2:30 a.m. and found her sad and yucky, so after changing the sheets and clothes I determined that it was a total fluke puke and put her back to bed.  When Jay and I woke up in the morning and saw that she appeared to be fine, we blamed the episode on the sand she ate for dessert the night before and went on our merry way. 

Today I got a call from daycare while I was in a meeting and could only assume Sam's sickness had returned.  I assumed wrong - apparently Addison couldn't be out done by her little sister so SHE threw up in class.  So, my weekend started a tad earlier than planned when I picked the kids up at 3.

Most of our weekend plans are on the fence now, but luckily they revolved around cleaning the house so I can hopefully still fit those in.  The smell of hope (and Lysol) fills the air tonight.