. . . when you're too sick to parent.
(To be clear, the girls are sick too. Just obviously not as sick as I am. Or sickness just brings out their destructive side. Who am I kidding?!)
We've missed a fun pool playdate, a Saturday night Mommy/Daddy date, and Rachelle's first "Nursery Sunday."
Oh, and the majority of the ward got to endure my snotty nose blowing during Sunday School. I'm sure they were all so happy I showed up today.
Well, once they realize that they could have been called on last-minute to fill in for me, then they'll be happy.
