In the interest of keeping it real, I present to you a parenting fail and Whit's dinner last night. Ben and I are both sick and panicked. Oh well.
And I'm still sickly. The worst part is trying desperately to keep Whit from catching it. Blow nose/wash hands/take off rings/lotion/repeat. And now I really don't have the energy to shower quickly before he wakes in the morning. So I'll remain yucky until Ben gets home from work. And the house will remain unclean until I get better. Oh well.
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