Well, let's just say things don't always go as planned...
This evening was supposed to consist of coming home from the chaos of dinner with the twins/triplets family, putting our two to bed, and sitting down to a nice, quiet
This evening was supposed to consist of coming home from the chaos of dinner with the twins/triplets family, putting our two to bed, and sitting down to a nice, quiet
evening of marking and reading/studying/flight lesson review.
Alas! Poor Simon!
No sooner had I sat down at the computer, when I felt that motherly instinct, and jumped up from my chair to dash into the boys' bedroom. Sure enough, Simon was sitting up in his bed, surrounded by puke, which was also dripping down from the bedrails, and onto Alex's face in the bunkbed below. The rich smell of fresh throw-up permeated the room (and soon, the rest of the apartment).
ARRRGHHHH!
And so, it was off with the sheets (not before we had carefully moved the boys to our bedroom next door, and gingerly removed any barf-covered stuffed animals to the bathtub to be hand-washed), and over to the laundromat for a fun-filled evening of feeding quarters to the machines.
The silver lining is that the 24-hour-laundromat is just around the corner, and even though two of the washers were broken and ate my quarters, I was still able to do multiple loads at once, inlcuding the week's laundry which had been piling up in both our room and the boys'. So, it was good work in the end.
But so much for my quiet evening of flight lesson review and study!
Alas! Poor Simon!
No sooner had I sat down at the computer, when I felt that motherly instinct, and jumped up from my chair to dash into the boys' bedroom. Sure enough, Simon was sitting up in his bed, surrounded by puke, which was also dripping down from the bedrails, and onto Alex's face in the bunkbed below. The rich smell of fresh throw-up permeated the room (and soon, the rest of the apartment).
ARRRGHHHH!
And so, it was off with the sheets (not before we had carefully moved the boys to our bedroom next door, and gingerly removed any barf-covered stuffed animals to the bathtub to be hand-washed), and over to the laundromat for a fun-filled evening of feeding quarters to the machines.
The silver lining is that the 24-hour-laundromat is just around the corner, and even though two of the washers were broken and ate my quarters, I was still able to do multiple loads at once, inlcuding the week's laundry which had been piling up in both our room and the boys'. So, it was good work in the end.
But so much for my quiet evening of flight lesson review and study!
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