Yeah, so when I got the flu from Sara, I spent the night whining that Armageddon had arrived. NEVER had anyone been so sick. Blah whine whine. When Greg got the flu? Those entire 15 hours? He simply got out of bed, headed to the bathroom and said,
“GAME ON!”
Our conversation the next night (when I’d had enough of anyone’s bodily fluids for the rest of my life):
Lori: OH MAN!
Greg: What?
Lori: Kelly pooped through her sleeper and all over my new pants. I stripped her for her bath and she just pee’d down my tshirt.
Greg: Well, of course. You have to have the BALANCE.
Lori: Oh, balance. The poop and pee represent the Yin and Yang of parenthood?
Greg: Absolutely. Now you are getting it.
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That is one of the several reasons why we love being around you guys…you guys are always so positive and you find the good in every situation!!!
It all started with that package of cheese in the middle of the night long, long ago….
xoxoxo~~mcf