Whatever can go wrong will go wrong, isn't that what Murphy's Law states? Let me recap the last 72 or so hours at the Graham house:
Thursday night: Davis gets sick with a stomach virus. We spend the rest of the night giving him baths, changing sheets (his and mine) and getting very little sleep. Davis was over it by about midnight.
Friday: blissfully uneventful, praise God!
Saturday: Grace gets the same virus. We spend the rest of the day and night changing and washing sheets, washing trash cans which are serving a new purpose, and getting very little sleep. Grace was over it by about 4 a.m.
Sunday: The washer, after probably 10 loads of sheets, PJs, towels and various yucky things, starts leaking and leaves puddle running from the laundry room to the kitchen. I have spent the morning mopping up said puddle and checking on both kids to make sure no one has recently thrown up.
Anyone want to come help???
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