I know, I know .. what a disgusting title. Sorry! Got kids... got potty mouth! I'm having a bad, bad memory of a trip years ago. Why this memory now? Well I'll tell you. Kids in the hood are sick. As far as I know it's fevers and barfing (ughh). Now we all know that when we are in the midst of it ourselves it's the worst ever and we Mama's go kind of commando. "How'd you get this? Who gave it to you? Didn't you wash your hands 50 million times like I told you?!!! and "WHY ME?". You vent that little Miss Sally Sunshine's kids never get sick and you sorta wish they would. Trust me.. I've been there. I've traversed that battlefield and somehow made it out alive. And maybe I'm somebody's Miss Sally Sunshine but I hate to burst your bubble... we've had it.. we've had it all... including diarrhea at Disney and puke on presents (Christmas morn!). It's Murphy Law and no matter what drastic measures you take to keep the nasty sicko bugs away, they creep up on you at the worst possible moments (Birthdays, vacations, Holidays and so on...). If you find yourself in the depths of poo poo and you don't know what to do...remember it could be worse. Diarrhea at Disney ruins a Dumbo ride and the Princesses frown at poo on their gown.
Well this Mama's Gotta Go....duty calls (NOOOO, get your head out of the toilet!... I've got chores to do!) Anne