Flu Vaccines...

Thursdays are lodge night. I usually don't get home until at least 10pm. This means that a)I don't get to see Emma and b)poor Cheryl has to deal with both kids on her own. Lodge, therefore, brings with it a special guilt for this former alter boy.

Last night, as I walked up the stairs at 10:30, I noticed Emma's bedroom light on. Oh, that can't be good. I walk in and the house looks a bit disheveled, Cheryl looks slightly more disheveled, and Emma sitting in her lap looks like she invented the word disheveled.

The two of them had gotten the flu vaccine mist up their noses. And, as any good doctor will tell you, you don't get sick from that. So, last night, Emma wasn't reacting to the flu mist while doing her best to cough out that annoying lung of hers, and I wasn't up all night dealing with her crying, barking-coughing, and watching episode after episode of Elmo's world. Because, of course, these flu vaccines don't have side effects.

Oh, and to top it off, not only had Emma puked all over her bed by the time I got home last night, but Chloe had puked on my bed, and Alex, feeling left out, took his turn to join in the festivities as well.