welp, that's the last time i write a post about how holden is the only one in our family gets sick...
since writing my previous post, a flu of death has welcomed itself into our home and ruined our lives!
it's like the blog gods were out to prove me wrong or something.
up until this past week, our boys have never had a sickness that has made them throw up.
and, my goodness, i have a whole new appreciation for parents who have had to endure that before!
it is sad, and gross, and so. much. work. to clean up.
but now, after mountains of laundry, and oodles of lysol, and 1 ambulance call we are all one big happy, healthy family again.
matt somehow managed to escape the wrath of the flu, and was therefore given the not-so-fun job of tending to all of us sickos.
my word, that boy is the sweetest one i know. oh i love him.
another really ironic thing that happened this week is that our dresser tipped over. on chet!
and it could have ended so badly. but thank goodness, it didn't.
the ironic part is that i honestly just had the impression to check if our dresser could tip over.
and i did check it. and it didn't tip.
i pulled out all 6 drawers and braced for it to fall on me, but it never did.
so i reported my findings to matt, and felt confident that it was not a concern.
but the very next day, sure enough, the whole dang thing tipped right on little mr. chet.
it was so scary!
and matt was away. and i was stricken with the flu of death. and that dresser is dang heavy.
thankfully, chet escaped without even a bruise. and we are beyond grateful.
consider yourself warned: dressers tip!
