As always, my house is slumber party central. It’s not a matter of “if” we’ll have kids running around each weekend; it’s more a matter of “how many.”
This weekend’s guest told me her friend was really sick. Her friend has “ammonia.” God, if that’s contagious I hope it comes with a roll of paper towels and does windows.
The same child also told me that she had a terrible rash after she got a vaccine for “chicken pops.” If chickens start bursting out of her forearms, I’m fleeing immediately, do not pass go, do not collect $200.