I have had a fun filled day with students for the half day and then parent teacher conferences until 8, a class twitter season until 9, and then collaborating with colleagues until 10:30.
Tine to head home. I realized I missed a call from my mom. I call her back to let her know I’m on my way home. She said it didn’t really matter, but I should know Lucas puked twice. I reassured her, I’m on my way!
I get home, check everyone’s temperature. No temps. I find my little guy laying in my bed with a “puke bowl” next to him. Several gentle kisses a planted on Luke’s head. I make sure Ryan gets his “I love you” whispered in his ear with a kiss on the cheek.
My my pjs are on and crawl into bed. I gentle cover Lucas up and check to make sure he is ok. As my eyes become heavy and I start to drift, there is a sudden movement. Lucas sharply sits up and leans to the side, luckily away from me! I guess he wasn’t done.
Just like that- I’m Up. The bed is stripped and remaking the bed, the laundry is started and the carpet is scrubbed. All of that while tending to this little person laying on the floor in the bathroom.
Poor guy! Ironically, his baby nickname was “Pukie Lukie.” I guess it still fits.
This boy is fast asleep on the bathroom floor. I hope to be sleeping soon too. Here’s to wishing the night will be quiet from here on out!