So much for a weekend "off." Bubba came down with the flu. The worst possible scenario you can imagine. It started on Saturday afternoon (coming out both ends) and we still aren't in the clear. Currently he is lying helpless in the family room, fever of about 101 all curled up afraid to eat anything because it might find its way back out. Poor kid. He has been quite a trooper through this whole thing. Its no fun being sick.
Its no fun being the mom of a sick kid either. My Honey tries, but he is kind of worthless when it comes to sick stuff. Even after having kids for six years now, he still has no idea what to do to help. OK, first of all, take the well child away. Second, when the sick kid and mom are sleeping the next morning, do the laundry - especially the puked-on stuff from the day before. Third, don't leave the house for the day. Just a few things. No big deal really. Until the sick child throws up again and the well child is scared because mom ran out of the room to go be with sick child. It has been quite a day.
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