Thursday, five minutes before we were to head to school. The doorbell rang. Lewis opened up and a river of barf and runny pooh flowed into our lives.
UPDATE: I almost pooped myself to death. I bet you're glad you know that.
Monday, December 20, 2010
Christmas Came Early
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3 comments:
my condolences. This has raged through our house as well. So far, my husband and I have been spared. So far.
You can always inhale the air sanitizer and drink the hand sanitizer. They do it up here all the time and don't even know the word for stomach-flu anymore.
I think the word you are thinking of is "high."
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