One week ago today all was normal at our house.
Then the barf-o-rama began.
It made me clean the toilet and freshen it with peppermint Dr. Brauner's.
It made me worship disinfectant wipes.
It made me keep everything picked up in the house because otherwise it might get barfed upon.
My kids may never eat chicken and rice again.
My husband may never eat.... whatever that was.... ever again.
You know what? I still haven't puked this week.
I'm kinda proud of that.