One Woman Left Standing...

So Brice is down with his broken foot... and Sunday morning Ryder comes running into our bedroom only to throw up on Brice's chest. Thanks son.

Brice hobbles downstairs to lay on the couch (and put his foot up) while I clean up the puke and change the sheets on our bed. Ryder goes down to lay with Brice - - big bowl at his side just in case he feels like puking again. Tinkerbell joined them since she likes to be wherever people are laying around.

The 3 of them fell asleep in their sick-fest cuddle on the couch.

I sent Landin to church with friends later that morning, not wanting him to miss out just because one-half of our household was under the weather. He went to church, had brunch with friends, and then attended the soccer game that Brice would have been playing in had he not broke his foot. While at the soccer game with friends Landin was overcome with sickness himself, and proceeded to puke on the sidelines. My girlfriend cleaned it up, and brought him home. Now that's true friendship. Landin spent the rest of the day in bed.

So much for all the "Honey-Do" projects I had lined up for this weekend. I ended up having to mow the entire yard myself. (Well at least that was kind of fun.) Ryder felt better by the afternoon and even joined me on the tractor.

Let's hope everyone is well by Monday night - - 'cause it's WORLD CUP time - - party at our house!!