I got home around 1 p.m. yesterday and Greta and I actually had a pretty nice afternoon while Mommy slept. We spent some time at the community playground then went on a 2-hour walk to the bank, down to the water, and home the long way along the Potomac riverfront. She had a handful of Ritz crackers and some water during the journey. It wasn't until we got back home and woke up Mommy that she puked most of it up. But I think she enjoyed getting out of the house. It was low tide, so we were able to walk down the rocks and stand on the semi-muddy riverbed to feed the seagulls.
After Greta emptied the contents of her stomach, she wanted to snuggle with Mommy and watch Elmo. Our household rule is no limit on TV time when you're sick, and Greta is already well aware of the rule. At one point Mommy mentioned her tummy hurt and Greta applied a sympathetic pat.
Today, the girls are home together. Both feeling better, but not good enough to work or go to school. Cousins, we should be 100% healthy for the weekend visit.
After Greta emptied the contents of her stomach, she wanted to snuggle with Mommy and watch Elmo. Our household rule is no limit on TV time when you're sick, and Greta is already well aware of the rule. At one point Mommy mentioned her tummy hurt and Greta applied a sympathetic pat.
1 comment:
You start your own blog and be as genteel as you like. :-) Half-digested food that erupts from your mouth in a projectile fashion is puke.
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