(I couldn't talk about Julio's baptism and poop in the same post, it just didn't seem right)
...and then this morning the kid woke up with the dreaded stomach virus that Pedro and I had last week. Even before I had eaten breakfast, he went into the bathroom to throw up, and as he did, he suffered from the other common symptom of this particular stomach virus. On the floor. Poor kid. He apologized and explained he couldn't sit down and throw up at the same time. I told him that in the future, if it were at all possible, I would much prefer to clean up vomit off the floor.
On the bright side, I got a ton done putting off cleaning the bathroom including:
- two loads of laundry
- cleaning out the kitchen trashcans
- disinfecting the kitchen trashcans
- unloading the dishwasher
- loading the dishwasher
- cleaning out the fridge
- sweeping the kitchen floor
- organizing the DVDs
Finally, after about 2 hours, I got up the nerve to enter the bathroom and got the job done.
I guess you've got to enjoy the good moments, and laugh at the bad ones, eh?