Today I’m thankful that K-man’s aim has improved since the last time he was sick and he (with the exception of a few drops) hit the toilet/bucket both times when he puked. That is a miracle. I’m also thankful because I don’t feel good today either and I don’t think I could have handled spew. I’m pretty sure God knew that.
Here’s hoping tomorrow finds us all better and Munchkin doesn’t get it.
Here’s hoping for a brighter tomorrow…tomorrow. ;-)