Today already sucks monkey balls and it isn't even lunch time yet.
It began at 2am when I realized that Travis was in my bed, spitting. Mommy reflex kicked in and I calmly said "Travis if you have to throw up, please go to the bathroom and do it in the toilet." Which he did. Then I realized HOLY SHIT I HAVE PUKE ON MY BED and I jumped into action. It wasn't much but STILL. No the majority was in HIS bed and thank GOD we put those alergy protector thingys on his mattress and pillow. But yeah I totally didn't feel up to the task of cleaning up vomit that early in the am.
I was awakened by pounding on my door. Teri with her kid. Great. He's just got over something like this so I guess she thinks he can't get it again??? Did I mention she's in nursing school? So yeah I'm baby sitting. hurrah.
Kyle's a dick.
Have some pictures.
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Bella LOVED the Pirate House.
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Bella LOVED the Pirate who talked just like captain jack.
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Playing Hide and Seek at colonial Cemetary.
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Waiting on the ghost tour to begin. That particular square used to be the location of the Jail, courthouse, gallows and cemetary.
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The Mansion at Forsyth Park. We went inside, it was pretty.