And then Sunday came.
By noon, I was on the couch. Karma was not my friend! Blahhhhh! And like the best sister ever, Mary entertained my little monsterbaby all afternoon. Tyler got home at 4pm, and I sent him away with Scarlett to go get dinner and just keep her away from my sickness.
When they came back, Scarlett was such whiner. She kept saying, "na-nights. na-nights." I was SO annoyed and kept trying to feed her dinner because I thought she was just hungry. Little did I know, poor little thing was feeling the flu, too! We went upstairs to go to bed, saw "Frexy" and took this picture.
|"Flove for Frexy!" --Scarlett|
Well, at 2am, Scarlett woke up and wanted her "wa-wa-yeah." I handed her the cup that I had, but she wanted her water to come in her baby's cup. I said that it was downstairs, so she yells, "Da! Wa-wa-yeah!" Haha, girlfriend knows what's up! Tyler was so sound asleep that he missed it, but he got a kick out of it when I retold the story the next morning.
Thankfully, we are all healthy in this house now! And even more thankfully, Tyler didn't catch it! (He is suuuuch a baby when he's sick. He kept saying, "blech! ugh! I think I'm getting sick. I feel queasy...I think I'll be sick tomorrow...puuuh-lease!)