We’re on day six of a nasty stomach bug. It’s hit all of us, to varying degrees. Poor Adam seems to have gotten it the worst. He missed school Thursday and Friday of last week and I’ve already called the school to let them know he’ll be out tomorrow too.

Ours has not been a fun house.

I’m really, really hoping we’re all back to normal soon. Mainly because I hate it when my little ones aren’t feeling well, but also because sick kids generate a lot more laundry than healthy ones (no pictures of that for you, be thankful).

I also wish someone would invent a folding machine, because all that laundry? It’s not going to take care of itself. But right now disinfecting the house and rocking sick kids trumps matching socks.