This is how my weekend went down:
Friday night: 10:30 pm Hazel wakes up screaming that her ear hurts. She is up every two hours for the rest of the night.
Saturday morning: Holden wakes up with a face and neck swollen to twice their normal size. I take him to the doctor and am told that despite his impeccable immunization record, he might have mumps.
Saturday night: Ruby wakes up with a high fever and cries all night.
Sunday: I stay home with three sick children, alternately dosing medicine, comforting a miserable baby, getting snacks, and putting on movies. Space Chimps, anyone?
Gotta go sanitize the house before Mumpy passes on his disease to the girls. Is this a result of my bad mothering, or my bad housekeeping? Both, I'm sure. . . . It's both.