Day three of parenting

Twwenty years ago today was our third full day of parenting and it began very early...at 6am when we could hear a child vomiting in the bathroom.  It was Robert.  He said he hadn't felt well and the mentioned he had told us that Nonie's dinner was going to make him sick!  It was awful.  After we got him and things cleaned up, Andrew and I stood in the bathroom clinging to each other and crying, thinking we had ruined our lives.  I know that sounds ridiculous and dramatic, but we were completely exhausted.  When Thomas awoke, it was time to give him the suppository so we could give him his medication.  I opened the fridge, and the suppositories were no where to be found!  It turns out, the way they were wrapped made Robert think they were candy, and he had eaten them.  I had to call the doctor not only to make sure Robert would be okay, but to request that we receive more suppositories.  The doctor wanted to give me a bit of a lecture on medicine safety, but I pointed out that it needed to be refrigerated.  I know the staff was getting a kick out of our story!  Wowzers!

That afternoon we registered our children for school.  Robert was in Kindergarten, and because Catherine had an IEP, she qualified for the public school special needs preschool program.  That evening, my sweet MIL made us another dinner, and they would be leaving in the morning.  Meanwhile, I was starting to feel quite poorly, but day four is tomorrow's story!