#pierogi's

And day of the living dead.  My toddler spent all night vomiting.  Wonderful when you see hot pink undigested mac and cheese.  Hot pink, it turns out, is the colour your vomit becomes if you drink pomegranate blueberry juice.  The more you know right? Well as if that weren't tiring, disturbing, sad enough, I can feel it in my stomache now.  I am just waiting for the red light to signal my emminent danger and when it does theres a good chance i'll be outside walking my older kid to school, or both back from school.  What in the world am I going to do.  Talk about discouraging.

What else is discouraging?  Having your husband come home after the kids are in bed, and go straight to the deep-fryer.  He made himself a humongous platter of pierogis, and popped them down right in front of me.  I caved, and I had a couple.  But, as I can say for the positive, I ate them very slow, and did not OVER eat.  Then, he goes and deepfry's a MIXING BOWL sized portion of french fries, "For later" he says.  Now my whole living room smells like oil and gross.