Inspired by a recent late night with a sick toddler. The more nights like this we experience, the more I am thankful for the easy, efficient teamwork that occurs between Kevin and I during these times. Married life certainly isn’t always rosy and cozy, but when we do work as a team (rather than as opposition) it is worth noting. Praise God, from whom all things good are come.
We serve together.
Cleaning vomit past midnight.
A well-oiled machine.
Here’s Mr. Pukey sans gastric distress.
The Maxwell House 
March 28, 2012 at 4:40 pm
Excellent haiku.
I love the use of “vomit”.
You and Kevin rock.
~Lee
March 29, 2012 at 5:56 am
Love it. Humor and truth:)
March 29, 2012 at 10:00 am
I admire your well-oil-ed-ness in this area. Aaron is not so perky when he’s awakened in the middle of the night… no matter the reason. Although I did feel slightly better about it after Andrew puked (during the day mind you) … into Aaron’s mouth… one time when he had the flu. Lesson learned… always point the boy away. 🙂
April 8, 2012 at 12:39 pm
Hear that sound? That’s me gagging 2000 miles away. Ack!!
March 29, 2012 at 4:46 pm
That oiled machine extends to the whole family. Look at Joseph help by mopping the kitchen floor! What a family you are! This doesn’t happen without lots of work on everyone’s part.