A case of the pukes

In an attempt to find a silver lining, I can say it's been so long since Fiona's been sick that Ian and I actually forgot the telltale signs. Ian let me sleep in (that man really loves me!) since I was up late preserving jelly, and he was a little mystified as to Fiona's disinterest in breakfast and whiny outlook on life in general. Then it hit us like a ton of; well, you know.

Fiona used to get a case of the pukes every three months like clockwork. Since taking the kids out of daycare ten months ago, however, we haven't had a single episode. Until today.

It's not that we don't socialize-- you can follow the blog to see a lot of our McKinney Moments. Since reading about unschooling we've been trying to make sure we use all our senses and play a lot and enjoy what our area has to offer. And heaven knows it's not that the house is spotless. I'm no housekeeper! We're just glad she hasn't had to deal with feeling sick until today. We hope it resolves quickly, and that our friends escape unscathed.