Two Viruses, No Waiting

Dealing with all manner of biohazardous materials was not how I had planned to spend my day. Not that I had any big plans, but still...

The Ladies are sick. And, just to keep it interesting, they have different bugs.

Diva Girl went to bed last night with the sniffles and woke up this morning stuffed and frog throated. So, no school for her today.

And no rest for me after a night holding the bucket for a feverish Zen Baby, who started puking yesterday afternoon and is just now showing signs of stopping.

Sigh.

Oh well, at least now that Sabrina has lost her voice I am no longer treated to comments like, "Chicken? That piece looks like chicken. I don't remember the last time we had chicken, do you Mama?" Uh, no. But I can assure you that we won't be having it again in the forseeable future.

The best part of this double whanny is, you know that by Friday the roles will be reversed and Diva Girl will be heaving her guts out while the Shaolin Toddler croaks out a running commentary on the contents of the bucket.

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Ah! The joys of parenthood! I have to say I have a very deep and profound respect for single parents everywhere. I don't know if I could do it alone. Pooter (as I like to affectionately call the little fart box) is recovering from an ear infection. Yeah, I didn't nurse for long enough, but I had a super-boob and had to make a rather selfish decision in order to save my sanity. He's been a little devil lately (yes, I realize that he IS MY child). You know, no one warns you about the enoromous amounts of boogers that sprout from these things! They're like little fountains of snot!
Right now though he's happily playing with a brand new, still in the wrapper, Diaper Genie refill. Now I know what to get him for Christmas! ;)

Ah, poor Zen Baby. The marathon puking really makes for a very pathetic kid. Hope she can keep something down soon.

That is so disgusting...Viv did that last time too...