Yuck.
Ick.
Gross.
It's a good thing that posts on the internet don't require actual physical contact, because if you'd set foot in our apartment this week, you'd all be sick right now!
Nemo has a nasty stomach virus to the tune of three to seven days. We're on day three, and currently he's had three saltines, a popsicle, and part of a banana, which made him nauesous. The good thing is that today his fever is lower (100 instead of 102 at its highest), and he is getting a little more demanding which indicates to me that he's starting to feel better.

I can't really get Tylenol into him because...well...it just reappears. And that's the nicest way I can possibly say that.
Squirt is teething. Today it's been better, but it seemed like both kids were at their worst at the same time. It's the first time I've actually heard him screech in pain. I know I've talked about this before but I'm not exaggerating, Squirt is one of the happiest babies I've ever seen in my entire life, so when he's really hurting, boy do you know it and, wow, it's almost shocking.
My allergies have started to kick in full force which just means I've got a nasty sinus headache while dealing with the kiddos and that just makes things less fun.
When these things happen, I often reflect on my decision to stay at home, and how even though these days can be hard, it's so worth it. Isn't that funny? You can have a kid puking at your feet and think, yup, I'd rather be here.

But, honestly, between the amount of snow we've had this winter, and Nemo being sick, I'd have used up all my paid time off, and honestly, is it really worth it? Well, we obviously know how I feel about that so I won't rant on it anymore, disembarking soapbox now.
Moving on.
To day three.
Oh, day three. The day I dream of.
Go ahead. Picture this.
Sandy beaches. Hammocks. Little niches to sit and sip a Pina CoLava. Pirate themed pool and play area, Nemo's first time playing there, Squirt's first time feeling sand on his feet. Quiet pools. Fun food court, pirate themed shopping.
Oh, gosh, I'm having a Disney moment.
Hold on.......
::: phew ::::
In case you haven't figure it out, on day three, there are no plans. The plans are to wake up whenever we want and then enjoy our beautiful Caribbean Beach Resort. I. Cannot. Wait. I have a feeling this will be my favorite day on vacation, because I love days that are spontaneous.
We're not married to any particular idea. We do have dinner reservations at the Coral Reef this evening, and I think I'd like to stick with that because Nemo is so excited about it and I think Squirt would absolutely love it.
We could spend the whole day at the resort, or we could head to a park in the afternoon, or whatever.
It's pirate, baby.
Oh, yeah.
Savvy?