It was just a bad day. I don't think I would have won Mother of the Year award.
Now, we have more puke. Caroline this time. Needless to say, I am exhausted today. I have zero energy.
I am just thankful the sun is out, and it is a brand new day. I am hoping we are at the tail end of puke. So far since Christmas, it was me feeling brutal, Cameron, Carly. Catie, then Catie last week again. And now Caroline. Poor bubs.
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Hugs Cathy! No one can be Mother of the Year every day. I hope Caroline feels better soon, and that no one else gets sick. Hang in there!
I DEFINITELY remember a pukefest in your house last January.
I wouldn't win mother of the year yesterday either, with Nate screaming on me on an airplane. It was gooooood.
Oh NO! More sickness for the Empey family. Poor little Caroline! Aw, that's so hard when they're little and can't deal with it very well. I'm keeping my fingers crossed for a quick recovery over there and also, (also my dear cousin), as much as I loved our visit, I hope that Evan (or I) didn't catch anything (or us be the carriers to the rest of my Cranes!) Love you lots and thinking of you. Thanks for our visit yesterday. I had fun. xo Andrea
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