We've just pulled through* weeks of the strangest illness that has ever ravaged our home. The entire family has gone down and come back up and gone back down with some sort of no-fever cold that mostly makes everyone tired but randomly makes the toddler spew that which cannot be mentioned from all orifices. The spewing started two days after we began potty training so obviously that was put on hold. And every time I thought we were better and ventured back into public John John would start going again (so sorry to anyone we may have inadvertently infected). This is obviously Chris' fault for refusing to wear a face mask and gloves while he rides public transportation to and from work which I'm pretty sure is ground zero for all the Reintjes home illnesses we've faced since moving to Virginia. That and the fact that no one in his office will call in sick--including him--and risk not getting their work done. The horror. Much better to bring the germs to work and share the love.
Well today all bodily fluids seemed to be staying in their proper places so I decided that we desperately needed to get out of the house and let the big boys run off their excess energy. They've been sleeping so much during the day that they've been waking up in the middle of the night because they're "not tired" and then again at, oh about four o'clock. That's not okay.
We went to a local nature preserve because I thought it would be pretty (it was) and our chances of accidentally infecting anyone-if we are still infectious-would be low. I was also hoping a little time in the forest would help reset their clocks. There was a lot of rock throwing and stick lifting so they should be tired out.
I guess I'll find out in the morning.
Oh and Margaret had fun too.
*please let us have finally pulled through!
