Familyfrom: Melinda
to: Marie-Helene
date: Dec 30, 2007 3:43 AM
subject: Re: dylanOh, Marie,
I can’t believe I let everyone come over yesterday. Dylan’s got the flu now… I’m covered in pizza! Spray Lysol everywhere and scrub down the Nintendo!! I’m so so so sorry…
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Really, how stupid can I be? The automatic response to a play date invitation is not an automatic “yes.” Or, in my case, “Are they there yet?”
Um, I should also cancel dinner and the sleep over we planned for tonight.
*switches back to Gmail*
Update: Just watched Inspector Gadget with the kids… I had a Lean Cuisine, Daphne had a TV dinner, and Logan and Dylan sipped sodas, as they haven’t been able to eat all day. They’re in the bath now and I expect them to go to sleep soon.
Only one more bout of sickness from Dylan this afternoon, so the suppositories must have worked. I had to touch three more bottoms in an intimate way than I would have liked today, but all agree that it was far less unpleasant than continuous vomiting. Roll on 2008!
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