Me and Isabelle have been feeling like crap this week. On Monday night my head started hurting. Then Tuesday I woke up to it still hurting so there was much sleep going on. I think it finally stopped hurting Wednesday night and I didn’t feel normal again until yesterday. But with Isabelle it was a different kind of crap. For her, diarrhea started on Tuesday. And then on Wednesday add a little vomiting on top of that. Which means lots of mama cuddles and letting her watch loads of tv in the hopes she will be distracted from her discomfort. And you don’t want to see pictures of poor unhappy Isabelle. So how about some pictures from last weekend?

We try doing fun stuff with Isabelle after running errands and whatnot. That can take a while so not surprisingly Isabelle will fall asleep in the car on the ride over to the fun stuff. And when that happens we usually just go home and let her sleep. But the other day I would not be deterred. We went to the park anyways.

We waited for her to wake up. Well that was my plan. But Alan pointed out that she had a booger in her right nostril. He said it was the perfect opportunity to pick it out, seeing she was asleep and couldn’t run away. That little sucker was hard to get which meant lots of trying. Well obviously Isabelle woke up. You’d wake up too if someone were trying to stick their big fingers in your tiny nose.

Well good thing I woke her up. She has so much fun at the park. If she were sleeping we couldn’t do all this fun stuff. Like throwing sand! Why does she enjoy throwing sand? Why oh WHY?!

And stomping on sandcastles and sandcrabs that Alan unmolded. STOMP, STOMP, STOMP!! Ok I’m sure the idea was for Isabelle to stomp away but she wasn’t interested in the stomping and you know you can’t have sandcastles and sandcrabs sitting there unstomped. I was happy to help on that part.

And chasing mama saying brains…BRAINS! Ok not really. Still have to work on that.

And the ride home. Or at least as far as the car.

Ok wish us a good weekend that’s diarrhea and vomit free. And I’ll wish you undisturbed sleep with no one sticking their big fingers up your nose.