What a day

I have a head ache. Today we did a two hour drive to spend two hours with my husband's grandmother and stepgrandfather. We had the same conversation over and over with his grandmother (she is getting senile) and I had to stop Evan from dragging around the 102 year old grandfather. Evan has developed a very annoying habit of taking the hand of any handy adult and leading them to places, generally places that he should not be going. Harry in the mean time was spitting up on me and refusing to nap.

Once we finally got home I had a horrible headache that was later cured by advil. Sadly that cue did not last because Evan puked on me in The Olive Garden. My mom had decided that she did not want to cook so we went out to eat. I was giving Evan sips of my frozen lemonade. He coughed a lot after one drink so I stopped giving him sips for awhile. Sadly I had a horrible lapse in judgment and at the end of dinner gave him one last sip. He coughed so hard that he ended up puking on me. That is when the headache returned.

I didn't do a Father's Day post on purpose. My husband has done his typical thing of ruining a nice time. We had a wonderful anniversary which included a stay at a bed and breakfast. It was heaven not being awoken by a crying child. Later that day at his niece's birthday party he acted like his two year old son and is now in the dog house. But hey I will always treasure that morning of sleeping in.