The stomach flu stopped by this weekend to chew bubble gum and kick some ass, and it was all out of bubble gum.
It was one for the Wendorf family book of records. Lucia started on Friday. On Sunday evening Mom and Dad almost simultaneously started eliminating fluids in every way imaginable. Not a fun deal in a house with one working toilet. Apparently at one point I said to Kristina, while laying on the bathroom floor to give her a turn with the porcelein, that “it’s great that we can do things together”. I don’t really remember that though.
Kai poops and spits up a lot anyhow, so it’s hard to tell if he was really affected. As of tuesday evening mom and dad are doing better, Kai is fine, but Lucia is still pretty tired and was spitting up a bit in the morning.
As a family trying to understand and live the supremacy of Christ in all things, including puke and sore buttholes, weekends like this are good test of the foundations we build our house upon.