We keep discovering that this blog's "readership" is broader than we knew (which, actually, is a little freaky to me). But I know that you people tune in for scintillating tidbits about our life, like this one.
This morning the boys were planning to take donuts to school to celebrate their birthday, which is Sunday. Cort was taking all the kids to school, and while he was in the drive-through at Shipley's, Will started throwing up. Of course, there was a line, and they still had to get the donuts, so he stayed there until the donut mission was accomplished. Poor Will. About 15 minutes later, Cort delivered him -- carseat and all, still strapped in with all the puke -- back to me, and the rest of the kids went to school. I took Will to the doctor mid-morning expecting that, like his siblings, he has strep. But his quick strep test was negative. So now we wait until Monday to see what the culture shows. He either has strep throat, meaning he's the last kid to get it, and once the antibiotics kick in we're done. Or, he's got a stomach bug, meaning he's the first kid to get it and we can look forward to a few more weeks of sick kids and, if we're really unlucky, sick parents.
As one of my friends commented, it's a sad state of affairs when you are hoping for strep throat.
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