I had one heckuva day on Thursday. Clare pushed me to the absolute limits of my love and patience. It all started the night before-- Clare threw up in the middle of the night, which meant loads of laundry for me in the morning. While I was cleaning out the washing machine (which was full of throw up chunks-- I kid you not), Clare decided she didn't need to wear her diaper anymore. I heard Grant gagging, and I went into the family room to discover that Clare had pooped on the carpet. Really. So, then began the process of steam cleaning and 'protein' removal. Disgusting. We all took baths /showers after that.
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