The Flu and a Laugh

Being a mom is gross.

I have been pooped on, peed on, and puked on.  Last week, I was mainly puked on.

I never want to relive that week again but inevitably there will be another bug that travels through our house at some point.  No amount of Lysol and hand sanitizer can prevent it.

Nothing is worse than dealing with sickness when you are, in fact, sick as well.  Of course, my husband's sickness lasted the longest because he is a man and men are clearly the weaker sex.

During one of our many trips to Target to pick up sick supplies (tissues, medicine, etc), I was desperately searching the shelves for something while trying to keep track of Abby who insists on walking through the store.

I kept asking her to please stay near me while I look for something.

Abby:  "I know, I find something that daddy needs."

Me:  "Ok, but look right here by me."

Abby:  "Ok mama.  I will find what daddy needs."

I was thankful for the moment of silence while she was searching next to me for who knows what.  Just as I found what I was looking for, I hear:

Abby:  "YAY! I found it!  Daddy really needs this."

I look over and see her proudly holding.........

Me:  (laughing)  "That's for stinky feet!  Do you think daddy has stinky feet?"

Abby:  "Yup, he needs this.  His feet are stinky!"

It took a little convincing but she finally put it back on the shelf.

That girl cracks me up!