As predicted, Valentine's Day in the Doucette household did not emulate any romantic depiction of what Valentines should be like. Frankly, it was quite the contrary.
The Bucket:
Somewhere in the middle of the day, Andrew began complaining of a tummy ache; however, he didn't show any other signs of the impending flu. Yet, Evan all of the sudden developed this crazy fever of 103! (He actually kept that fever through Sunday night.) So, I decided that between recovering from being sick and taking care of the kids, I would run and get take out Culver's for dinner.
While I went to get take out, I instructed Chris and the kids to set the table with the nice plates and real glass cups. (We haven't used glasses since Andrew and Brendan stopped using sippy cups. The glass cups have been placed high away, not ever seeing the light of day.) I also left candles out, thinking that we could have a candlelit dinner.
When I got home, they had set up the table beautifully, and I put the Culver's food into fancy serving plates and bowls, and we sat down to a Valentine's dinner of Chicken tenders, burgers, fries, and fried cheese curds. Everything was going well until out of the blue, Andrew coughs just a little and then begins throwing up everything. He stood next to the table getting sick on the floor while we are screaming at him to run to the bathroom. He tries, but he misses again on the carpet upstairs, finally making it all the way to the toilet.
I literally just sat for a minute and laughed. Seriously? He threw up at the table during our Valentine's Day? Then, I felt bad. He looked miserable, so I sat him on the couch and begin the clean up.
The Boot:
After dinner, I had promised Brendan that I would make Root beer floats. He was bummed that he had to miss his Valentine's party due to the pink eye because they were supposed to have root beer. So, I promised to make floats-- and we did!
As I sipped my float, I was quickly taken back to being a young kid visiting my Aunt Peg, drinking root beer floats. She had this awesome boot shaped mug that I liked to have my floats in. I loved that the toe of the boot kept the last bit of creamy root beer that I could drink at the end. I must confess that while my float tasted good Saturday, I could have used the boot. It always made my float just perfect!
While Valentine's Day was far from perfect, we ended the night as a family watching a movie together. I suppose spending time with the people you love most in the world is possible the best way to enjoy Valentine's Day after all.
2 comments:
Ohhhh!!! We had boot cups too! Must be a sign of those times! Nothing like a rootbeer float! Sorry to hear your illness hit everyone at odd times instead of all at once. Hope all have recovered nicely!
I'm just happy I'm not the only one who had a kid throw up at the table on valentine's day. Makes me feel better. :) Sounds like you had a much more fun day that I did overall. Lucky you!
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