We seem to have a barfing virus making it's way through our family.
Beloved was the first to fall...this morning it was #2.
So I am home today, running wee ones to the bathroom at lightning speed, holding back hair, and generally trying to soothe barfing beasts.
I HATE the barfing illnesses. HATE THEM. Hate sitting around wondering when the next victim will succumb, being afraid to eat due to the certainty that sometime over the next few days it will be me making the vomit sprint.
At least the kids are old enough now to actually make it to the toilet.
Damn flu season.
Hopefully this will mean we get to have an illness free Christmas Break for once.
I gotta go find some wood to knock.