Everyone, except Jeff. We woke up and were rushing to get to Church this morning, when we discovered that Jack had thrown up. I kept us all home, just in case. Then I succombed, and just now Lucy. Lucy, I think, is the most upset by it. The slightest trauma is the greatest drama! Although, I would vie for a close second because being pregnant with the flu, two other flu victims to clean up after, and a week's worth of meeting to get ready for, isn't my favorite thing.
I have to say that these issues with bodily fluids are my absolute least favorite part of being a mom. And I hate being in quarantine because it is lonely. And I already hate laundry, so extra laundry is just so much fun.
Goodbye, for now
3 years ago