the throw up bucket

If you have kids maybe you can relate to this. Like most parents I hate it when my kids get sick. It's the worst feeling not to be able to do anything to really make your kid better. We treat the symptoms as best we can but really it's just a waiting game until the bug has passed through their system.

The worst kind of sick is the throw up kinda sick. If you didn't know already vomit is gross. I'm no doctor but I'm pretty sure it's just like a VitaMix pulverized your food and just for good measure  added some stomach acid. As a parent you feel horrible that your child is feeling so bad and then at the same time you are slightly mad that you have to clean up stomach smoothie out of the carpet, car seat and change and wash sheets about 40 times. And the feelings of sadness mixed with madness usually lead to feeling guilty.

So when my kids are sick, the throw up kind of sick, from the back of the pantry comes the throw up bucket. From the first time of vomit to the last I make sure the bucket is near. And any sign of potential vomit I ask, "Do you need to throw up?" They make any weird sound and I spring up and run to them with the bucket in hand just in case vomit time is here.

Writing this blog is kind of like the vomit bucket. Since deciding to document all the funny stuff my kids do and say I have found myself full of anxiety. But instead of a bucket I have to make sure a pen and paper are near. I'm waiting on their every word to see if what they are saying could be blog worthy.

This morning the three-year-old said something super funny it was something about a duck. However I was busy getting ready for church and didn't write it down. So in the car I asked, "Hey three-year-old remember that funny thing you said about a duck?" He responded with, "Uh huh." "Do you remember exactly what you said?" To which he said, "I don't know."

Hopefully next time the bucket I mean pen and paper will be near.