two words:

projectile vomiting. wow. who knew someone so small could produce that much liquid with so much force? jeremy had just left for poker night; the first one in a very long time. i had just sat down after changing [yet] another diarrhea diaper. (i know, my stories here are SO interesting, right?) i started feeding him again, and all of a sudden, there was this fountain of puke. so. gross.

poor cayden just looked up at me like, "um, mom, what's going on? and why am i so nasty?"

ugh. so i put him on the floor thinking that was a good idea. but really, it wasn't. i needed to get him up in the bath and fast cause the smell was awful. i took him upstairs, put him on the rug in the bathroom, started running the bath and realized that i needed jeremy. not so much to clean up cayden, but to clean up the mess we'd left behind downstairs. (not to mention the fact that i didn't want to be alone should another episode like that occur.)

i called jeremy, and the sweetheart that he is, turned around, leaving poker night behind. i heart him. cayden got his bath (a little earlier than planned for the evening) and jeremy came home to my rescue and cleaned the couch and carpet.

i suppose i could've taken a photo of that. but believe me, you didn't want to see it. whew. what a night.

p.s. cayden still doesn't act like he feels bad, and for that, i'm very grateful.

totally random

i want, no NEED, this beautiful orange dream of a chair. it's absolutely gorgeous and i hear it calling my name. please, can i haz it?


(photo courtesy of cb2)

sleepy head

poor thing. we're having our first bout of sickness at the allen household. cayden's had a rough case of diarrhea the last few days. and last night and today, we've added throwing up to the mix. it sucks cause the doctor says all we can do is to let it run its course. apparently two and a half months old is simply not old enough for any medicine of any kind. my biggest fear is that he'll get dehydrated and we'll end up at the er. we're keeping our fingers crossed that that doesn't happen. i came home at one today to be with him. i couldn't stand the thought of him being sick at daycare and not being able to be with him. (not to mention the fact that he probably would've been sent home anyway.) just keep us in your thoughts that he gets better soon. this new mommy's not handling it so well...

rachel's new house

rachel and justin (and lexie and ethan) moved into their new home this past saturday. here's just a quick little peek into the new home; i'm sure rachel will be updating her blog (as soon as they get internet) with more photos.

saturday fun

there's nothing like a saturday at sam's eating grapes out of your cart while sitting on a crate of green tea. no, really. just ask my nephew and he'll tell you that it's the best thing ever. even better, just watch ethan enjoying those grapes. too funny.