Me: “Mrs. Daisy Mom, your son just threw up at school, will you please come get him?”
Hubbie: Meetings in New York City with Actor’s Equity regarding contract negotiations.
Me: “Mommy, I’m still sick” – as three year old throws up in the car.
Hubbie: Still in NYC.
Me: Two other children arrive home from school; oldest daughter says, “my stomach hurts” and hurls in the proximity of the bathroom, not quite making it to the toilet; cleaning barf out of tile grout.
Hubbie: Still in NYC
Me: After 3 more rounds of vomit, daughter hurls in her room on her area rug.
Hubbie: Now on to 5th Avenue for shopping.
Me: 3yr old, after not throwing up for 4 hours, makes it to the bathroom in time do an impression of the Exorcist.
Hubbie: Now at Broadway show with college friends.
Me: 2nd load of towels in the laundry.
Hubbie: Not sure I care!
Monday, September 21, 2009
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3 comments:
Oh I'm so sorry! I hope they all feel better soon and that you don't get it!
Mine were always sick when DH was out of town as well. Nothing like hearing projectile vomit over a baby monitor when you are SURE they are getting better (and down to one clean crib sheet).
What doesn't kill us makes us strong!
Sorry, Melissa. that's no fun at all!
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