<p><span style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:10pt">Someone in my son's daycare doesn't have their cootie shots.
</span></p><p><span style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:10pt">So now I'm writing this blog post from my bed.
</span></p><p><span style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:10pt">I'm home.</span><span style="color:blue">
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		</span></p><p><span style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:10pt">Typing. As my little one recovers from puking on his daycare teacher.
</span></p><p><span style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:10pt">Fun.
</span></p><p><span style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:10pt">Actually, ew.  I feel for the woman.
</span></p><p><span style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:10pt">And for my little boy.
</span></p><p><span style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:10pt">It's always lovely when your child catches something from another kid.
</span></p><p><span style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:10pt">So I'll be home with him trying to work in between wiping up and throwing out.
</span></p><p><span style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:10pt">And disinfecting the entire apartment.</span><span style="color:blue">
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		</span></p><p><span style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:10pt">If I'm lucky, he'll take a nap, and I will watch Top Chef off TiVo.
</span></p><p><span style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:10pt">Actually the last thing I want to see is food right now.
</span></p><p><span style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:10pt">Yeah, T minus 3 hours before I'm sick too. 
</span></p><p><span style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:10pt">Or at least until I need to change my clothes or give him a bath.
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