Twister has gone through about 15 diapers just today. Poor kid.
3:15 pm. School calls, Goose threw up in class. Benson leaves to pick him up.
3:25pm. Benson walks in door. Tank informs me her stomach hurts and proceeds to the bathroom and pukes.
3:30pm. School calls, "are you home yet? could you come back and pick up Sweetie, she just threw up."
I've NEVER had all my children sick at the exact same time. Its usually a case of one starts it and it goes through them all one at a time dragging on for days and weeks. So, maybe it is a blessing to get it all over with. At the moment, it feels like a bit of a curse. I'm usually pretty stoic through throwing up, I built up a tolerance when I worked at the plasma center (ha!), but my stomach is feeling a bit queasy right now. Wish me luck getting through the next 24 hours.