There is a kid’s book called Alexander and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day or something to that effect.  Alexander tells a story of all the bad things that happened to him during the course of a day.  Something like “I went to sleep with gum in my mouth and now there’s gum in my hair and when I got out of bed this morning I tripped on the skateboard and by mistake I dropped my sweater in the sink while the water was running and I could tell it was going to be a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day.”

Last night Kathryn had an upset stomach and went to bed at 8pm immediately after Eric.  Overnight she threw up about every 45 minutes through out the night and it didn’t stop until mid-morning. I have been giving her ginger ale and diet coke to sip, rubbing her back, picking up towels and etc to launder.

At 11:40pm Eric woke up with growing pains in his legs.  I rubbed his legs continuously for 20 minutes until the Tylenol took effect.  Then he slept through the night.

It rained hard last night and it was very windy, but no freezing rain.  This morning it was raining really hard.  I had let Scout out earlier but she wanted to go out again.  She stood at the open door, looked at the rain and went to the other end of the house where, I later found, she messed on the hardwood floor.  Fortunately it cleaned up OK.

I am stayed home from work to take Eric to pre-school and the babysitters and take care of Kathryn.  If I am lucky I will squeeze in a little snooze somewhere to add to the 2 hours of sleep I got last night.

If I remember correctly Alexander’s book ends with his Mom telling him “Some days are like that.”