Friday, January 16, 2009

Cure for a Broken Funny Bone

So it turns out that there is a cure for a broken funny bone. Something guaranteed to make a mom snap out of a funk.

It's called the stomach flu.

Yep, nothing like buckets o' barf to take your mind of your troubles. Not my barf, mind you. AM's barf.

Solved another problem too. No homework today.

2 comments:

Chaos-Jamie said...

This stomach thing that's going around makes absolutely no sense. It strikes at will on whomever it pleases, but not necessarily due to one on one contact. I'm convinced it came from my house, and I'm compelled to apologize, but I can't figure out how it would have passed to AM from here.

Imperfect Mom said...

Now that I have someone on which to place the blame, I sentence you to 20 lashes of a wet noodle.