Loads of loathsome linens and laundry leave their lair.
Stinky scents saturate my shirt, sweatpants and schnoz.
Not nearly 'nough NSAIDs nearby for fierce and fiery fevers.
Torrents of tears and tantrum tirades from two terribly thirsty tow-headed toddlers.
Please provide plentiful parcels of purple Pedialyte!
2 comments:
Oh no! Really? That sounds terrible! If I were any closer, I'd bring you purple pedialite and a tasty grown-up beverage, too! Drinks all around! I'll be praying for you all.
Wow - what you're going through sucks.
Very clever alliteration ~ and message to give us the news.
I agree that drinks all around are needed.
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