I think we're past the icky sickiness. We've all had it now, except for Mike. And if he gets it? Well, he's on his own. I'm d-o-n-e wiping butts, giving baths, and cleaning up vomit. Done I tell you. Now, if only I could get my two-teething babies to sleep through the night, I'd be golden.
So, after all of the crap we've been hit with this week, I'm thankful for:
**a hubby who is able to clean up vomit without vomiting himself (this can be a struggle for me)
**a Grammy and a Grandpa who made themselves available to take care of sick kids when they couldn't go to daycare
**a fun outing with Leah, Rhonda and the girls at Bounce Depot and La Casita (until the dreaded puking incident, that is)
**an appointment after school today to get my hair did
**a sister-in-law who is willing to pick my boys up from daycare and help watch them so that I can get my hair did, and work tonight
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