I’ve been spending most of the last twenty-four hours finding new and exciting places where one of my kids managed to throw up. I’ll spare you the messy, but thankfully not gory, details; suffice it to say that by now I smell of disinfectant.
Dammit, they got their flu shots. For all the freaking good that they did us. Then again, these were twenty-four bugs — yeah, my other kid did this last week, only in the middle of a car trip — so it probably wasn’t the flu anyway. Still, I’m pretty much done now. I’m gonna find a video to play and call it a day.