I Left My Kids Home Puking and It Was Amazing

Monday night at 10:30 pm my son walks into our room to alert me someone is puking. He walks right past his father to my side of the bed. Bless his heart. I rush to the bathroom dropping F bombs along the way. I find my seven-year-old daughter in the bathroom. No sign of barf anywhere. I make the sign of the cross and give thanks to the Lord. My relief is short lived. I take a little peek into her bedroom. Jesus. Mary. And. Joseph. My eyes confirmed what…

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