Last night, Vance and I were reading about the Deinonychus and his toe claw when I heard Vaughn screaming. I ran upstairs to check and saw that she had gotten sick everywhere.
Wednesday, March 03, 2010
I'm the Man of the House!
This sent Vance into "I'm the Man of the House" mode. I asked him for help and then he kept saying it, "I'm the Man of the House!" He sat with Vaughn while I buzzed around trying to quickly clean up. Although, he totally abused his title and took advantage of me being tied up with Vaughn, because I caught him putting on his Spiderman costume over his pj's (now, waay after bedtime) and running laps around playroom while I was quietly trying to get Vaughn back to sleep.
She didn't have a fever last night and we didn't eat any new foods yesterday, so I'm a little confused on what's going on. Maybe she was feeling self conscious because we learned she was the oldest and the heaviest at her music class yesterday. (The runner up is 6 days younger and he only weighs 27 pounds. Vaughn is still tipping the scale at 33.) Hopefully it was just a fluke and she's feeling better today.