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While welcoming in the New Year, my family also unwittingly welcomed in a veritable cornucopia of germs and we're still reeling from it all. I have the pediatritian on speed-dial and the fridge boasts a wide collection of fruit-flavored antibiotics. We've been trapped inside for days now, wading through mountains of old tissues and tripping over empty syringes of infants' Ibuprophen.
One particularly rough morning, I stood in the middle of a sea of sickness like the captain of a sinking ship and declared, "Get dressed, get your shoes and coats on, we're going out." Mustering the efficiency of someone evacuating in the path of a natural disaster, I piled all four kids and the jogging stroller into the van in 10 minutes flat.
I pulled away from the curb without a plan . . .
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