Awesome Day. Not.

So, I started the day off with poor cranky Chase, whose nose is running like a river. He's not eating a whole lot, nothing seems to make him happy, and generally looks like he's sick. He actually fell asleep on my lap this morning, which never ever happens anymore.

Then one of the daycare kids woke up early from nap with a HUGE nasty pooh. I have a pretty strong stomach, but this was gross.

Then the other daycare kid woke up wet...which of course was followed by a complete change of clothes and bedding.

Then Ian started complaining about a stomach ache. I told him to go lay on the couch and rest for a little bit. Two seconds later, he's crying. It's because he puked all. over. the. couch. Every crack, crevice, and any part of cushion that is not covered in easy-wipe leather was contaminated.

Oh, and I forgot, my washing machine started flashing some weird signal this morning and won't complete a cycle.

I think I'm just going to go ahead and call it a day. I feel really awful for complaining about Chase's runny nose.