The Stomach Virus has come to visit us...poor Presley has been sick for the last two days now. I feel so bad for her, and at the same time, I'm praying the rest of us don't get it!
Makenzie is usually the one that catches everything, and Presley rarely gets sick so I was surprised to say the least. I've sent Makenzie to school as usual (hoping she's not carrying the yucky virus right along with her), and today, right in the middle of me cleaning up a poopy mess, I got a phone call from the school saying Makenzie was sick and to please come pick her up.
Just great! While I was standing there with carpet cleaner (thank you Sol-u-mel) in hand and Presley in the bathtub, I had a mini freak out about how in the world I would get to the school to get Makenzie when poor Presley couldn't make it 30 minutes without ruining her clothes!
No sooner had I started to panic than the phone rang again. It was the school. They'd called the wrong parent, and Makenzie wasn't sick at all. What?? Did they know how stressed I was? How sleep deprived I am? I think I asked her twice if she was sure Makenzie was fine LOL. She assured me she was and apologized for the misunderstanding. Good grief!
At least we've dodged the bullet for now...I definitely don't need two girls sick at once! I am going to continue to hope that the rest of us don't get it, but you could always help us out by praying that we don't either! I know I am! Thanks in advance!