Super daddy!

For a "school night", I went to bed fairly late and was awakened at 1am by a whining 4 year old.
"Stop crying and come in here!", I yelled down the hall to the bathroom where the sound was coming from.
As Q entered our room I asked, "What's the prob, Bob?"
He replied, "I have to throw up!"
"Go, go, go!", I yelled.

Oh boy, I am NOT super mom. My sweet boy got it out of his system (or so I thought) and I tucked him in, and went back to bed.

Ummm, yeah. Not so much. Super daddy says he was up with the sweet boy 4 more times AND he stayed home with the cherubs today so I could go to work. I think I'll keep him. Well, all of them really.

I'm getting super-antsy to start a new project. A real project. Not a scarf, or a pillow, but a quilt or a wall-hanging or something fantastical. Nonny and I are taking off during naptime tomorrow for The Village Sampler in Big Flats. I am waaaaayyyyyyy excited (can you tell?)!!! And I need to start uploading pics on the new laptop so I can start posting them on here. Yep, very excited. Oh boy.