Nose: running like a faucet
Throat: producing the bark that goes with her croup
Poor Erin. :(
Although this was her just now:
This morning our day started out well. Everyone felt well. Everyone felt happy. Erin wore two pig tails for the first time ever. :)
The day continued to go well. The kids ate dinner, took baths, and hit the sack. Erin fussed a bit. Then started CRYING. Mike when to check her and she had exploded everything she'd eaten for what looked like days. Now, four hours later, she is sleeping fitfully on the couch. She's got nothing left in her, but her stomach keeps trying to get more out. The poor, poor girl.
I am hoping her bug is as short lived as Kyle's was. She's never thrown up before, so she doesn't understand and screams when I try and get her to use the bucket.
*sigh.* We're ready to be well.