Friday, March 18, 2011
So this week we've had a virus running amok through the family.
Little Brother came down with it first.
Things were a bit touchy for a while, as he managed to dirty about 5 pairs of underwear in an hour.
But after that, things subsided, and he was back to his usual self in no time, all full of witty comments.
He referred to his diarrhea as "puke from my butt."
When it resolved, he declared, "I don't have any more puke in my butt, just poop."
That's a relief. (Literally.)
He was also willing to take at face value that a virus made him sick.
However, when I came down with it, too, I tried to explain that I got the virus from him.
His reply: "I didn't give you a virus, Dad-E. I put it in the potty."
Well that's a good place to put a virus. Much better than your track record of flushing a pair of gloves down the toilet, and throwing an entire bunch of green grapes in the trash because they were the "wrong" color.
Have a good weekend,