We interrupt our regularly scheduled programming to recover from a bug that has knocked our entire family OUT.
I’m dying to write but every time I try someone cries or sneezes or spikes a fever or throws up. Good times.
Normally when I hear one of my kids sneeze I toss out a “bless you” from the other room… that is not, however, where we are at right now. If one of these kids sneezes you’d better be there with a tissue in two seconds FLAT because there will be two streams of snot hanging from each nostril and they will most likely be licking it off their lips. Sooooooo gross.
I learned this lesson the hard way when I had the nerve to leave the room to start dinner the other night. When I returned five minutes later it was like a snotty horror movie.
My third grader must have brought it home from school. It then attacked my two year old son, then my 6 month old daughter. And now, the one person that’s not “allowed” to get sick is, wait for it, SICK!
Yup. I’m down for the count and I’m searching everywhere but I just cannot find that number I’m supposed to use to call in sick. Oh, right.. IT DOESN’T EXIST.
I have a ton of stuff to blog about, including the best recipe for stew you’ll ever find, but it’s going to have to wait.
Stay tuned, I’ll be back.
My poor sweet baby: