The boys spent a few days coughing badly. And some few nights too. Accompanied by puking. Mama says puking out the phlegm is good and they will stop coughing after that.
What bull.
My bedtime routine involved strategically placing a puke bucket between the boys' beds. But Murphy's Law insists they puke NEXT to the bucket, all over the floor. Oh my beautiful laminated flooring.
And let me tell you this. The hardest thing to wash is not scum. It is the complex mixture of milk, phlegm and stomach juice. It's gooey, oily, sticky, and it.just.won't.wash.off.
So here I am with eyes half opened.
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