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GET ME OUT OF HERE!

Two of my five children caught a stomach virus.  Looly and Trinity, our two youngest.  We are on day four.  Any Mom reading this knows that our world at home just became very complicated with this illness.  Loss of sleep, worry, trying to keep the sick ones on time with pain reliever and fluids.  Too much Facebook because most of my time is in the sick livingroom waiting on them.  Too much Pinterest, if that is possible and way too much Farm Hero's in between.

Sometimes Looly becomes inconsolable and we turn on music.  It stops her crying and she loves music.  My sisters and I have talked about taking care of our kids and trying to find the right combination.  For example, if Looly is crying, turn on music, lay blanket on the floor, put her favorite toy on there, turn around three times and jump backwards.  Wa la, happy Looly.  Or if she needs a nap, put three stuffed toys in her bed.  Two is too little and four is too much...  Insanity.  When in the end there really isn't a combination but as moms, we feel better because we did "something, anything".

So during illness in our house, I become very antsy and have to plan something to look forward to.  Yesterday I talked BJ into taking me on a date when the illness has left.  How about a baseball game? The problem with this is, he knows I would only go for a bite of each of my favorite foods.  A hot dog, pretzel, nachos with one million jalapeño peppers and a very large beer.  Not to mention the Primanti's sandwich I would get and take two bites of and save for the next day.  Don't judge.  He said no to the Pirate game.  Even when we could have sat in the all you can eat section!

How about Kennywood Amusement Park?  Let's add some fun to our lives.  Secretly (because the kids would be destroyed) we could go and be that goofy young and in love.  Again he looks at me with those all knowing eyes.  The Potato Patch, Dip and Dots, Golden Nugget Dip Cone, Apple Dumplings and again hot dogs, pretzels and nachos and now beer!  Nope to Kennywood.

So he said to leave it to him...he is going to surprise me!  Relax he says, he will take care of it all.  I just hope at least nachos are involved...






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