The kids both got sick on Friday. Much like last summer, they both puked for about 6-8 hours and we have 5 loads of laundry to do the next day. After 2 days, Seth and I thought we had managed to miss catching whatever they had.
And then my stomach started to rumble. "No problem," we thought. As long as Seth can watch the kids, I can spend the evening with the toilet.
And then Seth's stomach started to grumble. And that's when we had to call in reinforcements.
Fortunately, Grandma Myhre was able to come and take the kids for the evening so Seth and I could have a nice "romantic" evening lying immobile in the living room, taking turns puking in the bathroom. At least our aim was much better than the kids so we didn't generate as much laundry.
Hats off to all of you who are raising kids without family nearby to come in and rescue you at times like this!
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