Suffice it to say that over the last 8 days, I have cleaned up vomit no less than 5 times. None of which was my own. I would also like to point out that I have not had the need for anyone to clean up any for me. Yesterday was one of the worst days of my life. It started at 330AM when I woke to the sound of my beautiful wife being "not so beautiful" into the bathtub. Cleaning that up at anytime is not fun let alone at 330AM.
Jaisen had brought it home last Sunday when she failed to make it out of the church building w/o puking by about 1 inch. It went through Mikey on Wednesday and Hadassah missed the curse. (although she is fighting off some sort of respiratory thing). I came down with it in the middle of talking to all of the primary kids. I quickly became pale and ill. Both kids were done with it about as fast as they began. Amy and I just had to drag it out for a while. However, I think that we are the ones being dragged. We feel beter today and are well on the mend. But man! we are beat.
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