Apparently I was outvoted on Proposition 1—We Should Have a Good Day Again—because instead of being greeted by happy children this morning I was greeted by a throwing-up Rachel.
Fortunately Miriam assured me that she's happy.
This is round three of the stomach flu, folks. Round three!
Fortunately Miriam assured me that she's happy.
This is round three of the stomach flu, folks. Round three!
Well, I am very sorry, but I think that besides her outstandingly wonderful temperament that Rachel inherited from me, she also inherited my outstandingly wonderful propensity to vomit. As a child I did it very often. I thought it was normal. When my own children only did it every few months, I thought it was very weird. Don't all kids throw up all the time? So...I apologize for how plentifully Rachel got sprinkled with my genes. I am sure she will end up with at least one toe-thumb, too.
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