I’d Open the Windows but That’d Let in DEATH. And Rain.
So. They got sick. It wasn’t such a big deal, just sniffles, a little cough and we were allllmost recovered by Sunday when BAM! Emma’s Reactive Airway issue kicked in as soon as I picked up Sarah and Ashley from preschool on Monday.
She ate six Cheetos, told me her stomach felt silly, and then barfed all over the kitchen floor.
Tuesday afternoon we were sitting in the doctors office getting liquid steroids and X-rays while discussing the benefits of using her inhaler daily all winter long, while Ashley watched The New Guy from under the exam table and Sarah held a book about dinosaurs, and demanded to tell me, loudly, that she loves dinosaurs and needs her own dinosaur book because they are her favorite thing ever and is the doctor going to look at my cough now because I’M SICK TOO, MOMMY.
This is our Northwest winter.