Summer is kicking my ass.
Why is it my children have to go against the grain and get more sick in summer than they do any other season.
Oh, wait. It's because they are my kids and have figured out my secret of fucking everything up. Yes! That's why!
So. Griffin's been complaining of a stomach ache for about a month. I took him to the doctor earlier this week and as far as they can tell, nothing is wrong. So we took him off fruit punch. He seems to be fine now. Of course, I decided if Griffin was giving up fruit punch I'd give up my Pepsi and WooWeeBoy does iced coffee ever have an ass load of caffeine in it. Wheeeeeeeee...
Now, Darwin on the other hand. He can't stop pooping. He's a non-stop pooper now for the past three days. I'm talking at least a dozen poopy diapers a day, no lie. And his ass? Is totally red. And he's acting like a brat (imagine that! a sore butt and child acting like a brat ALL AT THE SAME TIME, I bet you can't wrap your mind around that one).
Welcome to my life: tummy aches and sore butts.