The Ebel household has been hit by the stomach flu. Wyatt's adventures started on Tuesday with a bump to the head, throwing up and being lethargic. I took him to the ER with the help of Aunt Mickey to get a head CT to see if he had a concussion. Turns out he has teh perfect little brain. Phew! We later found out the rest of his class was throwing up too.
Thursday at school he threw up again at school after being 100% fine on Wednesday. So I left work to get him. Thursday night it was my turn. I thought I was on my death bed - I'll spare you the details. I've been waiting for Eli to come down with it hopefully he stays away from the nasty bug.
Matt has deer season this weekend. His group got 9; Matt got 0; broken cell phones = 1. He said last night, "If it's brown it's down" in reference to the size of a deer. One trip up a hill seemed to be too much as he fell down right on his cell phone and busted it to pieces. On another note he also has been doing 10 hour days at ADM dry grind plant. There is talk of 7 12 hour days. That is not going to be fun for the kids or me but the pay checks will be nice I guess. Although my sanity may cost more than the check.
Today we might try to go see Santa Claus at the Mall. We'll see how freaked out Eli gets.
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