Knee deep in...

PUKE. Are you kidding me that a kid that only wieghs 30 pounds to begin with can have that much inside of him that has to come out? This is what my life has consisted of since last Thursday, hence the lack of posting. Never a better way to make life as you know it come to a complete stand still. I don't know how people do it with multiple kids in this state at the same time. The laundry alone about killed me. Needless to say, Z hates the sight of any large bowl and screams franctically at the sight of one now, but we are back to running on all cylinders.