Sludge

Isn't that a great word?! It's a very descriptive word, I think. No one ever lacks for some sort of picture in their head when someone chooses to use that word. Sure, maybe you are picturing that thick tarry mud in the lake by the reeds where you lost your favorite water shoe (oh wait, that was me) as a kid, when I mean the sludge (also called gunk) in your pipes on a real bad day.

I don't think anyone thinks of good and happy things when they hear the word sludge (sledge, maybe, but not sludge). No one thinks "mmm... Christmas Sludge... I like mine with a cup of Cocoa! Anyone have a peppermint stick?" So when I title this post "Sludge", I'm sure most of you are asking yourselves, "Wow, do I really want to read this?"... while the rest of you are thinking, "Ok, maybe I can get a laugh at her expense before I go clean the poop out of all the crevices of the crib." Either way, I'm sharing it... all are welcome.

Not only do I have sludge... I have sludge x2! Both, yes both, of my children have sludge coming out of their noses... just about all the time. It isn't as bad as it will be tomorrow (we are just getting into it), but it's still pretty sticky and gross! This whole long post is simply to say that! Thank you... now I don't feel so alone.

Can I go back to the other day when it was just clear runniness we couldn't keep up with???

Labels: As it happens..., Raising Children

posted by ~Babychaser~ @ 12:32 PM