First, Thing 4 was sick with a stomach virus over the weekend. She was home sick from daycare Friday and Monday, and her classroom was like a scene from the Exorcist with so many of the kids throwing up.
Next, following his performance in the school concert, Thing 1 got sick in the backseat of my car. Lovely.
Then, an hour later, Thing 3 threw up in his bed all over Buzz Lightyear.
Laundry. Lysol. More of the same tomorrow I’m afraid.