Okay so I should be in bed sleeping right now - I told Chris I would be in just a minute but instead here I am.
Every night when I put Zander to bed we read some stories and then talk. While tonight we were talking about auntie Melissa (were your ears burning Melissa?) and how she has a baby in her tummy and how Aidan is going to get a brother or a sister - by the way Zander thinks he should get a sister so Aidan is just like him:) So I asked Zander if he wanted another sister or a little brother and he explained to me that he doesn't need a little sister because he already has one and madison doesn't need a brother because she already has one, so as he told me "we are good". Logic from a 3 year old - Chris will be happy to hear it.
So I have experienced a weekend I hope to never experience again - no offense Michelle you were the only good part about it:) I decided to take my first longish road trip alone with the kids to visit Michelle in Regina. Sounds like a good idea, but not so good if the first night there one of the kids gets a horrible, horrible flu. So that was thursday night and tonight is monday night and Zander is still fighting it - it seems like on average the flu is lasting around a week. What a horrible thing to watch your kid countlessly throw up - I can't imagine how mothers of kids with cancer or other diseases do it. It's one thing when Chris gets sick (which he did also at home by the way) I got to admit I don't have all that much sympathy for him, when I think about the morning sickness and labor that I went through I kind of just tell him to suck it up. But it's another thing to hold your child in your arms and know there is nothing you can do to stop it. Zander was feeling kind of better today but he is afraid to eat now b/c what if he throws up again. So I'm praying for a better day tomorrow and hopefully he will be back to his annoying self where he wants to constantly be running around and wrecking the house - I'll take mess anyday to a kid laying there:)I'm not sure how many times I got thrown up on this weekend, it must be the love a parent has for their children to allow us to go through that. I think of all the times I was sick as a child and how many times my parents held the bucket for me and I think that I need to thank my parents - I had no idea what some of the things they do for us without complaint or thoughts of a thank-you.
On a brighter note Madison got to go for a ride in the tractor the other day - and man did she love it! She had a fit when Chris put her back into the vehicle and then back at the farm she wouldn't take her jacket off until we went back. I think I have another Zander on my hands:)