Then Annika got sick.
Then I got sick.
During the span of the next six hours most everyone else followed suit. Daddy, being the only one not sick and me worthless in those situations anyway, cleaned up beds, bathrooms, and sick bowls. I couldn't help but feel indebted to him. What a servant all through the night, then early this morning he headed for work to continue serving. Although, maybe that was a way to escape the chaos at home!
Anyway, if there was ever an evening that made me realize what that man sacrifices for us, it was last night!
Thank you, Shannon!
"Tattooing" his kiddos for their pirate play