That's what you get when you have three children, one of which is sick.
The universe thumbs her nose at you and suddenly the other two fall ill.
All three of my heathens are running unexplained fevers of at least 102.
As if one sick, fussy child wasn't enough, now I have three. Two of those can't tell me what hurts, the third is a hypochondriac.
Yup, big juicy cosmic raspberry.
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