Kirby woke up at midnight last night whining and I instantly knew he was sick because he didn’t come into our room. Super high fever. AGAIN. Granted, it’s been a few months since he’s been sick but this is ridiculous. It’s always the fever. Then Monkey is standing here screaming at me because she wants his sippy cup which she can’t have, especially since he’s sick. Kirby just threw up all over the couch, himself and the rug right after I gave him Motrin. Monkey and he both tried to grab it.  I put two bowls into the sink and both shattered for some reason so I had to dig glass out of the disposal while all this was happening. Kirby’s communication is non-existent when he’s upset or sick so it’s frustrating as hell trying to find out what’s wrong. I just gave him the last amount of Motrin I have, hopefully he doesn’t throw that up. The sprinklers came on when they weren’t supposed to because we just had the yard sprayed for ants and they said not to water so I was also frantically trying to get to the sprinkler timer to turn them off but a computer monitor and boxes were in the way. Shit, oh well. Daddy is having the worst day of his life at work, probably wants to quit (I don’t blame him for wanting to, but the thought of going through finding a new job makes me physically ill). Oh and then stupid Verizon can’t get our tv working after several days and there’s only so many times I can play Finding Nemo to keep Kirby happy before I freak out. I swear if one more person screams at me or throws up on me or pulls at my shorts I’m going to flip out!!!!!!!!