So here are the final events of the day, a perfect ending to a totally chaotic week:
- I got a speeding ticket on the way home. I've never gotten a ticket in 15 years of driving, and was trying to get home because Jack is still pretty sick. All day we had been contemplating another doctor's visit, and finally we decided to just stay home since he's already on antibiotics for the ear infection. Anyway, I tried to get home quickly and got busted.
- Upon arriving home I helped Jack eat a couple of crackers, the first solid food he'd had since breakfast. Five minutes later he promptly spit them back up all over my shirt.
- We finally reach bedtime, and Samantha decides she needs to go potty right before bed. Jamie, Jack and I are in Samantha's room playing and waiting when we hear a crashing sound and Samantha's crying. I rush to the bathroom to find her face down on the floor, booty high in the air and poo everywhere. It seems she was trying to "grab her ankles" to reach optimum wiping perspective, and took a header right off her stool. If you think Jamie and I got through the next five minutes without laughing hysterically then you overestimate us.
- The poo is clear, the tears are dry, and it's really time for bed. Samantha gets to pick which stuffed animal to sleep with every night, and tonight she picks 'Cowhura". She has two nearly identical cows -- one is "Boo Boo Cow" because he was torn until Jamie sewed him up, and her other is "Cowhura". We have absolutely no idea where she got the name, but every time she says it I can't help but think of Lt. Uhura from Star Trek.
4 comments:
You have a car, and it works.
You have a son, and he can get the medicine that makes him well.
You have a daughter with a healthy digestive system.
You have a wife with a sense of humor.
Sounds like your life is beautiful, my friend.
You are absolutely right, Rob!
I came down with the stomach bug on Saturday night but am already on the way to recovery. I am very blessed!
How you feeling?
Physically am pretty good now -- stomach is healed and I"m back in the gym with some fun and solid workouts.
Emotionally having a hard time due to job difficulties. Am stuck in exactly the same situation I left a year ago at a different company.
Fortunately, I feel great spiritually and God is helping me through. My family is with me, the ruler of heaven and earth loves me, so "no weapon fashioned against me will prosper."
How are you, my friend? I have prayed and prayed over the loss your former colleague has experienced.
How's your training going? Any more races in the works?
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