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If They are Alive, All is Well

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The only thing worse than being sick, is having to take care of a sick kid while you don’t feel well yourself. I have contracted what T.Puzzle had and it has manifested as body aches, sore throat and a double ear-ache. I slept a ton yesterday and went to bed early. I was woke up at around eleven p.m. as I heard a desperate, screaming Full Speed. I was so out of it but connected the dots quickly as Mad Dog brought him stripped down to our room.

“Did he puke?” I ask.

“Yep,” is all Mad Dog says.

It takes a lot of effort but I get myself up to lend a hand. I’m heading to his room to start cleaning. Since I feel so gross myself, I am unable to begin. The smell is overwhelming and normally, as a Mom, I have a stomach of steel, but since I don’t feel well myself, my stomach is a quivering mess. I must give props to Mad Dog, he dealt with the clean-up and I dealt with Full Speed.

I showered him, changed his pjs and made a makeshift bed of a sleeping bag, towels and bowl right next to me. He was pretty shook up but drifted to sleep quickly.

I still feel awful and am barely functional. Mad Dog is in charge. As long as my kids are alive, all is well.

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Parenting 101

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Full Speed has been feeling slightly under the weather. So when Mad Dog gave his little brother a sippy cup that Full Speed had been drinking from I kind of freaked. We were getting the boys ready for a bath when this happened.

“Don’t give it to him, Full Speed’s sick!” I exclaimed.

“Hey, it happens, T.Puzzle will be fine,” says Mad Dog.

“Well, let’s at least get a different towel for T.Puzzle.” Normally I use whatever towel is on hand to wipe the soap from their eyes and faces during the hair-washing process. Since Full Speed was displaying some rosy-cheeked misery with a drippy nose, I wanted separate, clean towels for this task.

“No, T.Puzzle doesn’t need a different towel. It’s a Mad Dog Parenting 101 rule that kids need to be exposed to as many germs as possible to build their immune systems.”

At that moment, Full Speed jerks his head back and lets rip a enormous, showering sneeze.

“I see your parenting rules for immunity building worked like a charm for Full Speed,” I say with a laugh (trust me laughing is the best way to handle these situations).

As for Mad Dog and his parenting 101, let’s just say I’d fail the semester.

***No marriages were harmed during the course of these past two posts. And, he’s Mad Dog…, and he approved these messages.