Son of a motherless goat!
That's my new favorite expression...and I can't even remember where I heard it. I know it was in a movie, but I can't think of which one. Anyhoo, that's what I said this morning at about 3am when my son threw up in my bed. Poor little guy had a pretty high fever, so I took him to the doctor this morning and they think he has a virus.
Little boy with a virus = I don't get to go see hubby's baseball team play for the state championship today :( Thankfully, my friend Jodi will be at the game and will be texting me the score - GO WOLVES!
On a side note: In honor of gaining 500 followers (ahh, a girl can dream) Megan Rebekah is doing a contest over on her blog. You could win a nifty book OR a full MS critique...so go check it out! Oh, and if you win and don't care to take the prize, you can totally pass it on to me. I mean, don't let my sick child make you feel bad for me or anything. It's not like I could really USE a pick me up. I'll just be here...cleaning up vomit. Is the guilt working yet? hee hee :P
That's all I've got for you beautiful people on this lovely Friday. Hope everyone has a fantastic Memorial Day weekend - REMEMBER OUR VETERANS AND OUR TROOPS!