Friday, January 8, 2010

Spoke Too Soon...

Yeah.  Remember a few hours ago when I said this: "My girls seem to never get sick."  Well, you should never, ever, ever say stuff like that out loud.  Or type in it your blog.  Because I'm convinced the Gods of Irony (you know, they're the ones that make up the word "poopie" for word verification when you're commenting on someone's post about potty training) are sitting around just waiting for someone to make a rash statement like that so they can proceed to work their evil magic and then sit around and have a hearty laugh at your expense. 

I bet the conversation went something like this:

Irony God #1: "Hey guys, did you see what Stacy just wrote on her blog?"
Irony God #2: "Heh, heh.  She said her girls never get sick."
Irony God #3: "Well, you know what would be really funny?  If both her girls got sick at the same time."
Irony God #4 "Oh! Oh!  And they should get sick after they both go to a party full of first and second graders and eat roughly their body weight in Oreos and popcorn."

So we're now the proud (?) parents of two more barfers.  Although to look on the bright side, we've only had to strip one bed so far.  At least my girls are old enough to understand "If you're gonna do it, do it in the bucket." 

And Tom and I are wondering how long it will be before we're the barfers.


  1. Uggg! So sorry you are dealing with more than your share of barf. Hope everyone is feeling better soon.

  2. Gods of Irony...that would make a great book title! Sounds like a Gaiman novel.

    Hope the barfs pass quickly & they get well soon!!


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