Sick Day

Today’s sick day is brought to you by the letter F for fever, and the number 2, for 2 sick kids in the house, and by Harold and his purple crayon. Thanks to our sponsor Netflix, for helping to make this day bearable.

I was just a hair’s length away from dumping my daughter at daycare after dosing her with Tylenol. Unfortunately, her fever was just a teensy bit too high for me to justify such a shocking action. On the plus side, at least my son has someone other than me to play with while home, yet again, today.

A little bit ago I thought to myself, “Gee this isn’t going too badly.” Then I looked at the clock and realized that it wasn’t even 10:00am. It’s going to be a long, long day.



About dirtyrottenparenting

I'm a parent of two lovely (most of the time) children. I work full time out of the home and I don't cook well, bake, sew, or do crafty things. I keep my high heels and jewelry at my office because there's no point in having them at home.
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8 Responses to Sick Day

  1. gavmomof2 says:

    So sorry 😦 hope that by the time you read this, she is feeling better. As a chocolaholic, I recommend some chocolate of your favorite kind as a reward 🙂

  2. barbtaub says:

    My personal favorite was feeling a tiny hand patting my cheek, and opening my eyes as the little face next to mine confessed, “I hafta throw…” And does.
    As I have four kids, this was not a unique event. Next morning I would pray for positive strep tests because after 24 hours of Pink Stuff [] they could go back to school where they belong.

    • How do you ever accomplish anything with 4 children tag-teaming sick days?!

      • barbtaub says:

        I cheated. Had the first three in five years, so obviously THAT period is a blur. Then another nine years went by, just long enough to get rid of the crib and about $2K of child safety equipment. Surprise — #4. Our biggest mistake was thinking we were handling things well enough that we got a puppy. On purpose. A week into puppy potty-training, we all got the flu, but the puppy still had to go out every two hours. My one clear memory is my husband turning to me and saying very seriously, “You know what we have to do. We have to kill the dog.” (NOTE before the PETA people come for me — the dog lived to age 14. I just don’t know how we made it that long.)

      • Wow! You may be certifiable! At least your husband didn’t suggest offing one of the kids!

  3. pdaniels says:

    I’m right there with you. We have Beyblade and Ben10 to make our day more tolerable. At least my son’s day. I’m not so sure about me.

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