On Tuesday, I felt like Alexander from the story, "Alexander and The Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Bad Day" because the hits just kept on coming. I guess this diddy actually begins on Monday with Anthony who woke up to tell Daniel his tummy hurt. A hard story for Daddy to swallow considering the boy was just fine the day before as he built Legos and rock climbed at the Discovery. Daddy chalked it up to being the back to school blues and tells him to dress and get ready for school. Trooper that he is, he went to school anyway. Twin B gets to school and barfs in front of his Kinder door. I guess it wasn't the BTSB. He spent the day with Dad and was good to go to school Tuesday (or so we thought). I failed to mention Lucky has also been sick. She'd been vomiting lately, so I made an appointment for her to figure out why. Daniel dropped off the boys and later took Lucky to the vet for her 10:30 appointment. This is where all the "fun" began.
My school nurse entered my class to tell me Leffingwell's nurse called her to say Anthony was running a low fever and to please call. I ....
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