Me: Big Papi is here at The Fours!!!
Me: Jealousy gets you nowhere.
Hubby: Just saw you on tv.
Me: No way!!! Was I eating?
Me: David Ortiz is obviously following us. He's here at the game. Trying to get picture.
Hubby: Eldest threw up all over his room again!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(Note: We've been battling the stomach bug in the Trenches. I haven't written about it because it makes me extremely stabby. Eldest vomited last week and missed 2 days of school. Middle missed school yesterday. Baby's stomach has been "off" but he hasn't missed any school. And now Eldest. AGAIN.)
Me: Fuck. Leaving now.
Hubby: Threw up in his sleep!
Hubby: He's sleeping on the couch in the sunroom. Doing laundry.
Me: What did he eat?
(Note: Was just curious as to what kind of vomit Hubby had to clean up. Because last week? It was CHICKEN TACOS that I was scrubbing out of the bedding and carpet.)
Hubby: Had cereal for supper and 2 cookies for dessert. Had pretzels and pub cheese for snack. Maybe the pub cheese bothers his belly...because that's what he threw up.
Me: It doesn't matter what he ate - it's the STOMACH BUG!!!
Note: My mom, dad and brother arrive today for Christmas. Lucky them! Guess what they're getting for Christmas from us?