Three children vomiting, one of them with impressive projectile distance and force stats. All night long, lots of blankets in a pile on the floor this morning to be washed.
Today was recovery and rice for little bodies. Daddy was sick at work and is now passed out in bed while I'm trying to convince three kids that they are *not* in the throes of a second wind and that they really do want to go to bed so that a Mother who is now feeling sick can vomit in peace. I'm having no luck - with either.
Tomorrow is a new day.