That time I was sick and the four of us shared a hotel room for three nights and then experienced Marineland in the pouring rain and now WE ARE ALL SICK.

Given the circumstances, I swear that I made every attempt to keep my germs to myself.  I washed my hands excessively, kissed my darlings fewer times than usual, and avoided my hourly urge to smother them with hugs and cuddles.  But this cold’s been a fierce one and we woke up this morning to FOUR SICKIES instead of just one.  And not just ANY FOUR SICKIES, but FOUR SPECIFIC KINDS OF SICKIES that make this illness especially difficult to endure.  Allow me to introduce you:

Sickie #1 (Me, MOM):  The person that EVERYONE wants when they are sick.  Husband and children, alike.  Suddenly, and despite Mount Kleenex before me, I am the only person in the house that can pour cereal or prepare the pool or fill a cup with water. 

Sickie #2 (Phil):  He’s a man.  Do I even need to elaborate?  Guys ALWAYS have the “worst” version of any bug going around.  Funny how that happens ;)

Sickie #3 (Nory):  The toddler who doesn’t slow down when the sickness strikes and expects all other sickies to keep the heck up.  Runny nose?  Pfft.  Diarrhea?  PFFFT.  That’s child’s play y’all.

Sickie #4 (Jet):  The baby that wants to be held 24/7 and is only happy when she’s playing peekaboo in the bathroom mirror.  Or when all 37 pounds of her sister is on top of her.  Making sense is for amateurs.  

Is this baby for real?

Sigh.  Each sickie brings their own unique flare to our germ-infested table.  I’m sure some of you are laughing and know exactly what I’m talking about.  Even if you don’t have children, you 100% know I’m SPOT ON about my description of Sickie #2.   

One day, I’m sure we will look back on today and laugh.  Or at least WE SHOULD, especially at the following few incidents:

1)   You know how you separate laundry into piles?  Whites, darks, towels, whatever?  Well, today we introduced a new pile into the rotation:  THE POO LOAD.  (I don’t think this requires explanation.  Nor do I think you really want any). 

2)   There’s this one little dolly in our toy box that has silver jewelry drawn onto her arms.  Well, today Nory was HYSTERICAL about what she could only assume were “tattoos” rather than jewelry.  Consequently, Dolly was sent to time-out and then proceeded to play a really good game of hide and seek thanks to Mom.

3)   I’m not sure what your forecast has been like, but we got plenty of rain at our place this weekend.  However, Nory showed no hesitation this morning as she busted out her watering can and went to town on just about every flower she could find.  There’s no such thing as too much water, right?  ;)

4)   Lastly, there’s this scenario:  happening upon your toddler who is “playing so nicely” in her play kitchen.  Then realizing she was “cooking” with real food that was left on the coffee table.  Then realizing today was too gross already and you’ll clean it up tomorrow.  If any mice pop in later tonight, can they please resemble the friendliness and adorableness of Stuart Little? 

OY!  Bed is calling my name!  (Not that I’ll necessarily be able to sleep, but in this life, I feel there’s always success in trying!) 

 Sending HEALTHY VIBES to each of you!!! xo