Ah, the plans I had for our snow-enforced family weekend. The lazy days spent together.....
Then #3 threw up all over his bed. Laundry, make the bed, settle him down.
Then #6 threw up all over me. Shower, laundry, put him to bed. He did it again. All over my bed at 2 AM. Laundry, shower, make the bed, back to sleep.
This morning, #5 ...all over his bed, the hallway, the stairs. Laundry, carpet cleaner, shower.
This is no longer looking like the fun and memorable weekend I planned. It will be memorable, but in that "Remember when we were all snowed in and spent the entire weekend puking?" kind of way.
They say that to make God laugh all you have to do is tell him your plans. I'm not sure I get the joke, but I hope He's laughing.