A Sickie

Yesterday, one of the kids fell ill to the dreaded 24 hour stomach bug.

The problem with this sort of bug is that once you hear that first retch, a thought pops into your head, "Uh-oh, who will fall next?" So you arm yourself with Lysol, bleach spray and copious amounts of hand soap to stem the spread. Will it work this time? Will you prevent it's spread? Will your Howard Hughes like fear of germs save you from ending up bent over the toilet pondering whether it would be better to die right then or vomit one more time?

The next day your child feels better and you're grateful. But also, you wait. Who will be next...