We're 2 for 2 at our house now. Carver began throwing up at 2 am last night. Another night time vomit cleaning spree. I'll spare you the details but it was a doozie. I am considering tarps for the kids' floors at my mom's house instead of carpet. I think one of the harder things about motherhood is the way your days change on a dime. One day everyone is healthy and you make plans and appointments and play dates, and the next day kids are sick and you're trapped inside and start wondering how long this tummy virus will take to run through the entire family.
It's part of the job. I can't complain. Every other mom has done it too. It's possible I'll give the mop and bleach to David next time, though. I really feel like he's missing out.