OK, so I’m writing this like 2 weeks later, so I have no idea what happened today except for one event. Rowan was a pretty sick little boy, and in the morning he threw up on the floor and was pretty upset about it. I scrambled to get something to wipe it up with and during the 2 seconds I was gone, he managed to slip in it and fall, hitting his head on the couch (the soft part). He was still shaken up with throwing up, but then to slip and fall in your own vomit. Well, that has to be one of the worst experiences ever. I had to clean it up and then clean him up. Poor baby.

Of course, I immediately got hooked on 24 already. The rest of the day is a blur.