Cough cough cough
So Jacob is still home with me this week. He is feeling much better, but I am still concerned about the germ spewing he does every time he hack hack HAAAAAACKS, and I feel his school would appreciate me containing said germs to my own home. I should add that he’s still looking mighty pasty.
Selfishly, I like having him home to dote on. We have managed a little bit of schoolwork. He has rested well the last two nights and is so good about taking all the meds I am currently pushing on him.
Just call me his dealer. Or Elvis. Whichever.
He has only left the couch on rare occasions. I think he can wear himself out just walking to the bathroom. I can see the light at the end of the tunnel now though…just hoping and praying that nobody else gets it. The Germ-X abounds in my house!! Emma got home from school today and has sanitized about 6 times…without being asked. Now there’s a kid who doesn’t want to be down with the flu!
I was fumigating the kids’ bathroom today and it occurred to me that I was finding these random blobs of toothpaste EVERYwhere. I ask you, HOW does one get toothpaste on the wall, door, sink, floor, cabinetry, mirror and tub?? Seriously. I imagine the kids dancing an Irish jig around the bathroom whilst flinging their toothbrushes around in the air. Michael Flatley’s got nothin’ on them!
Or maybe it’s just been a really long time since I’ve cleaned the bathroom.
Either way, toothpaste blobs are on my poo list.