Yuck

The day started with Phoebe throwing up on our bed. Then Harrison got a scrape on his finger from one of his toys and it bled like nothing else I’ve seen. Poor thing. It’s better now, though. Then he had a diaper explosion while sitting in his exersaucer. He had another one on the way to church. I’ve had enough throw up, blood and poop to last me for a while, thank you.

But it was all worth it tonight when I was rocking Harrison to sleep before bed and he was giving me some of the most precious and genuine smiles. They were priceless. I wouldn’t trade this job for anything else in the world…poop, throw up and blood included. :)

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