Well today is not a happy one in our house. Yesterday Ben was puking up a storm in the morning. Luckily after a morning nap he was fine. I, on the other hand, was not. I puked through the day and couldn't get out of the horizontal position without wanting to die. Luckily Paul came home at lunch to help me and the kids took a 3 hour nap until he could get home from work. I spent the remainder of the day in bed or in the bathroom. This morning I am still queasy but I am now taking over parenting duties as Paul has been shot down by the bug. I think it will be a very tv oriented day in this house. Mommy just doesn't have it in her.
I know must post with a very heavy heart that I have no 4th of July pictures. I went to transfer my pictures this morning only to find out my memory card was already in my computer and was never put back in the camera. Why the camera did tell me there was no memory card I will not ever understand (my old camera did). I took ALOT of pictures. Alot of great pictures. Pictures of the kids at their first fireworks show. Pictures of them dressed up in patriotic colors. Dogs in 4th of July bandanas. Mari wondering through the crowd and dancing with random middle aged men. Ben running around naked with a flag. The list goes on and on. I am devastated. I am seriously considering reenacting much of the day as soon as we are well enough to function. I can't redo the big firework show but I can do sparklers! Woe is me! Woe is me! How could this have happened? When I am able to write about the day I will. For now I have to lick my wounds and feel sorry for my self.