I've seen better mornings!

Well, so far today has sucked and it's not even noon!!!

It all started when Morgann wouldn't eat her breakfast (she's hypoglycemic so eating isn't an option for her!). Her blood sugar was low - I could tell because she was shaking - so, I fixed her a bowl of Fruity Cheerios (her favorite). But because she preferred to sit on the couch and watch cartoons, she proceeded to throw up all over the living room. While I was running across the room to get her, I ran into Ian's fire truck with my foot, crammed a piece of it underneath my toenail and, I think, broke my toe! I had to get her to the sink to finish throwing up, then send her upstairs for another bath (she had one just last night). But, before I could bathe her, I had to get myself calmed down because I was feeling like I was going to throw up all over the place - my toe was bleeding everywhere and since it feels broken, it hurts like um...well...you know...&$@#! Once I finally calmed down and the feeling of nausea had passed, I had to go upstairs to give her a bath.

While I was upstairs dealing with a vomit-covered, shaky 4 year old (mind you, she still hasn't eaten at this point), Ian decided to go looking for food - he'd already eaten breakfast! He is notorious for dragging chairs around the kitchen to reach things, and on this particular morning he found Michael's GIANT Hershey's candy bar...and helped himself to almost the entire thing! When I came downstairs, I found him hiding behind the couch, covered in chocolate.

After cleaning him up, and totally losing it and yelling at him at the top of my lungs (we'll blame it on the fact that my toe was still bleeding and throbbing) I still had to pick-up the vomit-laden blankets and jammies, then sanitize the couch - thank God for leather!!!

See, I'm having a good day...I'm praying for at least a measure of improvement...