It was a rough night last night with us getting over the flu and mr. husband catching wind of it as the night went on. . . . he even stayed home from work but I am happy to say that we are all doing better now and since we all know there is optimism in everything here is the good that came from the bad. . . . We all felt pretty good about 4pm and started getting the house back in shape. Realize that 2 year olds can not make it to a sink or toilet when vomiting, diapers are not snug enough when the matter is too runny (tmi . . . no way you can handle this) and all beds become DIS.CUS.TING. when everyone is sick with bowls by their side and liquids coming out. And so with that being said we had to clean and I mean clean this house. . . I am happy to say the sheets have been washed and beds have been made. . .
Nothing gets a hisband to help deep clean the house like the flu with a two year old and hopes of the 8 month old not catching it.