on sunday night i awoke to the sound of K (previously asleep next to me in bed) puking on my chest.
it was an isolated incident but even so, i did not get much in the way of sleep for the rest of the night.
yesterday was M's day off but i mostly dealt with a whiny, half-sick toddler at home while M bopped around on the errands we had planned to do together.
today M left early to go out of town for a meeting.
i just caught E trying to force K to smell his dirty underpants.
i am too tired to know what to do.