Monday: Went to the zoo and swam in the kiddie pool at Leif and Kalvens...
Tuesday: Swam in our own pool for a few hours
Wednesday: Swam in Leif and Kalvens pool
Thursday: Swam in our own pool for an hour or so and then went to a park for an hour and a half...
So four straight days of sun...
Last night around 3 Asher was kind of groaning on and off...I waited for a while and then decided I should at least go check his diaper because he generally pees all through it each night. He said he wanted a bottle so I got him one and changed his diaper...he felt really warm. I went back to bed and started laying there wondering if any child had ever died in his sleep from having a fever? Should I go wake him up and give him some Tylenol? Or maybe he's sunburnt and that's why he feels warm...and I just didn't notice it yesterday?? Even though I put on sunscreen three times yesterday. Hmm...about this time, Asher is moaning again...he's drank through that bottle and is asking for another one...I decided to get a butt temp, change his diaper again and give him some Tylenol along with the bottle. The thermometer only read 99 but he kept jerking and pulling it out...that couldn't have been right because he was on fire. I go back to bed and am just about to fall asleep when Asher starts yelling Mommy...he wants another bottle...he MUST be dehydrated or something...he never gets this many bottles...actually he usually just gets water and that's only if he wakes up once. So I go and get him another...by the time he wakes up for a 4th time, I decide I'm going to wait for Chris to get him because maybe he'll have the magic touch to get him back to sleep. Apparently not because 10 minutes later, Asher is calling me again. At this point, it's now 4:20 and I decide to just take him downstairs...he wants to watch Dora...I fall back asleep and he calls out a few more times...I check on him but he's just saying hi...when I wake up again, I see this:
He had obviously passed out watching Dora. My children...neither of them, fall asleep in random places...they have to be forced to sleep...so he must NOT be feeling well...so I just covered him up.
He woke me up again about 35 minutes later crying and saying Dora...he crawled up on the couch and stunk like poop...I told him to get up so we could change his diaper and find the "motes" (what he calls the remotes...) and he said no and laid down...we both ended up falling asleep until Chris woke us up by taking this lovely picture while we were sleeping...I'm a beauty when I sleep I know...
After Chris left, Asher had fallen back asleep and so had I...we were both worn out. The NICE thing is that when I woke up, there was diarreah all over the couch...and Asher...the "mote" and me...I wiped it all up but the stench is still there so it looks like I'll be shampooing the couch today, which means I might as well shampoo the carpets too. I had grand plans of laying around on the couch watching the kids shows and playing with them...maybe reading a book since it's been such a busy week...instead I'll be cleaning! That's okay though...it was worth it to have my little guy lay with me for a few hours while not having to watch t.v. or anything of the sort.
He is, by the way, acting a little better. I ended up giving him more Tylenol when I read that for his weight, he should get a teaspoon and a half...
Now I just have to deal with the daughter who is distraught about not being able to go swimming right now...she's anxiously awaiting Asher's naptime =)
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