Yesterday, the boys were in our unfinished basement for about 5 minutes before they came up. As Bo came toward me every step across the wood floor I could hear "sqealch, sqealch, sqealch." It was clear he was REALLY sticking to the floor & right behind him tagged Rocco picking at something on his hands.
"Mom...we found the bug trap,"
Bo beams proudly.
They found a sticky pad (mouse trap) from years ago & it gets better...after my in-laws fire a month ago we kept their dog in our basement for 3 weeks, we didn't know how sick she was at the time but she wouldn't eat & lost A LOT of hair. Even though I have spent some time trying to pick up the hair there is still a lot more down there. So apparently, Bo got the trap stuck on his feet & Rocco pulled it off. Then Bo walked through the hair. He had as much dog hair on him as a dog would. It was Soooooooooooo bad! And that glue does NOT wash off with water. It was so bad that I couldn't stop laughing (or wincing at the nastiness) for quite sometime. So after LOTS of scrubbing with soap & wet wipes the boys spent a looooong time in here:
So even after 4 days of the kids battling the flu,
I don't mind that Rocco woke up with croup.
It means a day of this:
So even though he is asleep on me & I have to go to the bathroom like only a pregnant woman does, AND the remote seemed to dissappear an hour ago so even though the boys are both passed out I am still watching Dora , I can look at the bright side: I get to hold my baby all day AND I am thinking of planning a trip to Spain to try out all the Spanish I am learning from Dora!
Life is Good :)