What Zach (more or less) heard this morning when I barricaded myself in the bathroom with him while he was getting ready for work:
"Consider yourself lucky, buddy, if you have children left in this house when you get home from work. They haven't stopped whining since 7:00 this morning. If it goes on much longer, you are going to find me in the looney bin, and them distributed among the neighbors. Wish me luck." (There was more there, but I believed I used the word "fratricide", and, well, I'll spare you the rest of the details.)
The entire family has been sick since last week. We've each gotten this horrendous cold, dropping one by one like flies, and not one of us has recovered completely yet. (I know, I know . . . whine, whine, whine. I wonder where the kids get it?) However, once the morning rush was over, the kids got to jump on the trampoline, earn some stickers for doing their chores, have snacks, reading time, lunch, and popsicles. And except for Kye currently weeping bitter tears because no one will play a game with him during rest time, all seems right again in the world.
13 years ago
3 comments:
I know I shouldn't laugh but when you used the "f" word in a family context, I had myself some giggles. Tell Zach to take all the kids to work for a week and give you a break!
Misery loves company! you make me laugh.
Something is going around for sure...my family has all had the flu one by one this past week and it is awful! I will keep my fingers crossed that you all start to fill better and you guys do the same for us!!:^)
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