Payback

Chris will never let me forget the time he took all 3 of our children on a plane trip (with a 3 hour layover) to VA to MY family reunion while I stayed home on bedrest (and then actually had Robbie).

So today was my turn. I flew to Virginia with only 2 kids and no layover, so our trip shouldn't have been half as bad, right...?

• I woke up this morning planning to pack while the kids played at a friends, but David started puking, so playdates and preschool were out.
• I spent $2 on a diaper for Robbie at the airport, since I mistakenly packed all of mine (and the wipes) in my checked luggage.
• I had to borrow another diaper from a neighbor on the plane. This diaper change took place in the airplane bathroom where of course I had to squish in with 2 kids and lay Robbie on top of the toilet, and of course that was when the fasten seatbelt light when on because we were hitting severe turbulence. I am not making this up. ("Mommy, it's really bouncy")
• Robbie spent the last hour of the plane ride repeating, "Mommy, I'm poopy again"
• David spent the last half hour of the plane ride puking.
• At least the flight attendant was really helpful and brought me one (1) disintegrating wet paper towel to clean David's shirt and pants and chair and leapster and headphones, and my hands (remember how I packed the baby wipes in the checked luggage?)
• Robbie at least stopped talking about being poopy, and instead spent the rest of the flight repeating, "Mommy, David threw up."

Chris, please tell me we're even...

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Streaking for Pediatric Stroke, Day 17