Yep, that’s the Crowther house lately.
Both kids were (are?) veritable bombs ready to go off at any time. #2 went off a few time during the day yesterday. #1 waited until the middle of the night, letting go 4 times in 90 minutes (requiring multiple changes of bedding and pajamas.)
All the while, I’ve been feeling pretty trashed myself. Nothing more exciting than cleaning up big piles of puke when you’re nauseated yourself. Parenting is not for the weak, I guess.
Keeping fingers crossed that things will be a little less eventful and that the kids are on the mend.