Well so much for having a calm quiet week. I am up late for the fourth night in a row with a sick child.  Late Saturday night David started throwing up. He was up for several hours. Let me tell you I was reminded of what the most pathetic sight in the world is–a vomitting baby. We thought all was better but no he has thrown up at least once a day since then-continuing tonight.  He hadn’t done it since yesterday morning so today right after I got the girls off to school I loaded the rest of the kids in Tiny and headed to Walmart. We were out of a few essentials–pedialyte, crackers that sort of thing. Next thing I know as I am heading to the front almost done mind you with a full basket , Havana tells me that she needs to throw up. I brushed it aside as hunger since they didn’t eat before we left. She said it two more times and yep that’s right I had to take the lid off one of the sampler trash cans they have around the store and let her go. We cleaned her up with some Clorox wipes I was buying anyway and off we went to the register. Everybody went down for naps when we got home and once Lainey woke up I guess she needed a turn. It was 10pm and all was well so I went to bed. Just as I fell asleep I heard David in the monitor–losing it all over again. Maybe tomorrow will be better.