Children and body fluids mentioned...
I have a Magic 8 Ball function on my palm pilot that is never wrong. I asked if the twins would make it to term and it said, "no." I laughed in the face of this electronic program and look what happened.
I got a new palm pilot this weekend and last night, I tested out the Magic 8 Ball to make sure the program worked with the new machine. "Will I have a good day tomorrow?" I asked the ball.
"All signs point to no," it told me.
I did not heed the early warning of the Magic 8 Ball and that was my first mistake.
I have been up since 4 a.m. I have done a full load of vomit-covered laundry and I have another one ready to go. We have gone through several towels, pillowcases, and sheets. We have had five clothing changes. A trip to the doctor. A half-hour session on the potty trying to get a urine sample.
As we were putting on our shoes, I asked the twins, "seriously, I should have listened to the Magic 8 Ball. Could this day get any worse?"
And then I opened the door and the skies opened. And it rained from the moment I brought the kids to the car and through the evening. We changed our clothes again, this time because they were soaked from the rain.
The evening ended with a fever and an expired bottle of baby Tylenol.
I swear, I'm offering up the Magic 8 Ball. If you have a question, send it along and I'll ask it. But you have to be prepared to hear the answer.
I asked the Magic 8 Ball if tomorrow would be a better day than today. But clever minx that she is, the program told me to "ask again later."
*edited to add: after reading the post, I realized it wasn't clear who was ill. We will temporarily be renaming the ChickieNob Vomiting Veronica--name that movie.