Knock on Wood

I look at that little man in the picture (Garhett) and I only see a shadow of that little guy left. His somewhat chubby cheeks are more hollow now and those same p.j.s hang off his body. Same goes for the B-man. Brenden's rib cage is much more prominent and you can see his collar bones and his spine more easily than before. All that said I think they may be on the way to recovery. I don't know the exact virus that spread through this house, but it has wreaked so much havoc on my little people that I am sure somewhere someone at some high priced, hoity toity spa would pay good money for the chance to loose that much weight in such a short time. Living in this alternate "sick" world with my kiddos is so sad and strange. Our guys have not left their spots on the couch for seven days now, and Brenden has not done a thing for over two weeks. Our milk usage has dropped significantly since they have only been allowed to have water or Gatorade. Also, diapers have been is less demand. It is a money saver yes, but not how I was looking to save. You would think with the boys and Addy out of commission I would get somewhat of a break. Keeping in mind the other children that live here still want to have dinner ready and need help with homework, oh and the massive amount of laundry that comes with a stomach virus, I would rather chase my guys around the house any day. So far this morning they have managed to keep their bananas and some water down, I am keeping my fingers crossed. Hopefully by Sunday which is Easter, they will be up and running around looking for eggs. For now, they are happy to continue taking it easy watching Toy Story 1,2 and 3 again. I can hardly wait to get back outside with the little people, listening to "You've got a Friend in me" for the one thousandth time is like some form of torture. As much as I like the Toy Story trilogy, a person can only take so much! Here's to kiddos on the mend, knock on wood now.