What Goes Up Must Come Down

McBride NewsFlash: Ryder puked all over last night and first thing this morning; followed by a wicked amount of diarrhea. He is resting comfortably now.

I'm getting good at cleaning up vomit. We have a Shark steam cleaner that I don't think I could live without. I don't know what I did before we got it.

Here is another handy tip: Instead of buying those expensive flushable wipes, buy a foam soap dispenser, empty the soap it came with, then fill it with a little baby wash and water. Now squirt some on toilet paper and do your business. Works great! So much cheaper, too! The boys were a little hesitant, but I put a label on the dispenser that says Fun Bum Foam. It helps. Anything to make life a little bit easier, I say.

A Little Dab Will Do Ya

Last week Ryder found a bottle of Elmer's glue and decided to partake. Bill and I were at the grocery store having our weekly "date" and when we came home we discovered the little dude had gotten glue all over him, happy as could be, until...fast forward 24 hours later...all heck broke loose. He was screaming, crying, angry,--you name it. He slept for only two hours that night; the rest of that time was spent on episodic bouts of moaning and crying. I hate feeling helpless as a parent. The culprit: Gluten. Elmer's glue has gluten in it.

That next morning at 4am we had to wake up Hunter and Ryder for their scheduled sleep-deprived EEG in Idaho Falls. Ryder, of course, didn't need waking up. What he did need was SLEEP and alot of it, but that was not going to happen. His EEG was cancelled but we were able to get Hunter's done.

After three days, Ryder is returning to "normal" and started having BM's again.

We are preparing for the inevitable gluten/casein free diet. I'm slowy taking away milk products and introducing Soymilk. It will be a big change for us. All of the boys need help with their tummies, so we will all participate. I sure hope it will be worth it.

HAVE A LAUGH

After a hardy rainstorm filled all the potholes in the streets and alleys, a young mother watched her two little boys playing in the puddle through her kitchen window.

The older of the two, a five year old lad, grabbed his sibling by the back of his head and shoved his face into the water hole. As the boy recovered and stood laughing and dripping, the mother runs to the yard in a panic. "Why on earth did you do that to your little brother?!" she asks as she shook the older boy in anger.

"We were just playing 'church' mommy," he said. "And I was just baptizing him.....in the name of the Father, the Son and in...the hole-he-goes."

Another Bike Lesson

Today is Independence Day. We went to a parade and met up with our friends The Budges, and had a good time.

The summer is flying by.

I had a scary thing happen to me a week ago on our way to physical therapy. I was stopped at a red light, getting ready to turn right. I inched forward and turned the wheel when our van collided with 15 year old girl on a bike. It was so scary. She was fine, but the front of her bike was ruined. This experience still haunts me because I see and hear it happening over and over in my mind. And then I hear the laugh. Ryder's laugh. He was in the back of the van and started to laugh when he saw and heard her hit the van! That is so inappropriate!! I am so thankful that she was ok. Later I discovered she was riding on the wrong side of the road, and that particular spot is a really bad blind spot. So I guess we were both at fault. So scary. With the price of gas now, more people are riding bikes so this is a good lesson to be more attentive.