Sik on Vekashin

Poor Kate had too much vacation this past week. One early morning following yet another late night, she woke up and was not herself. Husband pushed her to finish her morning bowl of Chocolate Marshmallow Mateys (hey, Husband lets them buy all this crappy cereal, not Nutrition Nazi Mom!) when she just seemed lethargic.

Cut to the pool, about a half hour later. She is dressed in her new polka dot sun dress when she hurls regurgitated cereal all over herself. I cleaned her up and laid her down to sleep for a while.

The nieces decided to make get well cards for poor little Kate. The best was the card from Rachel - who we call Duke, Dukey, Rudy, Woo, Wooster, and a host of other names. In case the photo scan doesn't come through, this is what it says:

"GET well

I now what it

fells like to Be

sik on vekashin ones

some one in my

clas throw up its

cinduv grows isint

it Love Rachel"

Oh Woo...you are a blog onto itself!