Well, our weekend didn't go as planned. I feel like God has a funny way of reminding me that I'm not in control...
I spent hours planning and working on costumes and a "spooky menu" (which consisted of bat wings, deviled eyes, and maggots and cheese... but I digress) and Saturday morning I woke up not feeling very well. But, in good spirit, I got up and got ready for Logan's EIGHT THIRTY soccer game, came home dropped the Lily off (Logan went home with my mother in law) and ran a quick errand.
When I got home Lily was still napping so I decided to lay down and get some shut eye- but when I woke up I was so sick I couldn't move. I rolled out of bed and laid on the couch while Lily had a snack. Then Doug announced from the bedroom he was sick, too!! We did what we could between the two of us, but poor Lily sat in the pack n play watching Nick Jr for longer than I care to share. I kept looking at the clock saying "6 more shows till bedtime. 5 more shows till bedtime..."
Finally, at 5 pm my mother in law came and got her! She had both kids overnight and they spent all day today (Sunday) over there.
That wasn't exactly the "family fun day" I had planned.
So, I spent the day cleaning and disinfecting every inch of this house.
When the kids got home, Logan had 100.1 fever... a great way to start the evening! But, I have him some motrin, got the kids dressed and headed out for some Halloween fun! Hopefully he'll be on the mend soon.
Doug and I both feel better (thank God) but still not 100%. This virus was fast and furious.