My Seussical Life for 2005 December

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[Comments] (2) Kidspeak: Says three-year-old Samuel, in his deep bravado voice, "I'm not scared of the dark. I scare the dark!"

[Comments] (1) Cha-ching!: The PA Department Holiday Party was this evening. The traditional activity for this annual event is a gift exchange. Dave and I picked a "Cooperate and No One Gets Hurt!" tote bag with a $15 gift certificate for The Merc. Atticus received a Jayhawk t-shirt, and Samuel got a little Jayhawk basketball hoop.

What a lucky day!

[Comments] (1) Hostage to the Stomach Flu: Do bouts of vomiting always occur in the middle of the night with kids? In my experience with stomach sickies, I've never seen kids puke during the day, only in the middle of the night. Hence the confusion and fumbling to get a barf bowl, and then laboring to strip off the bedding and remake the bed when the barf-bowl isn't fetched in time.

When Atticus woke up at around 11:30 on Monday night and cried with urgency for a drink of juice (I was just barely in a deep slumber), it took me a moment to realize what was really happening. I was franticallly searching for a sippie cup straw when it dawned on me: thirst isn't the problem, here. My kid is about to throw-up! By then, it was too late. A bath, two more vomiting sessions, several minutes of suffering on the toilet from the Screaming Mimis, a trip to the grocery store (for Gatorade and Saltines), a mound of gross laundry, and three hours later, Atticus was fast asleep on a little make-shift bed on my floor. Phew.

Let's hope we don't run another round with Samuel.


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