Croup and Crap

My days and nights for the past week have by filled with caring for two sick kids. Olivia has croup, but finally seems to be on the mend. Poor Sophia has the stomach flu or something of the sort. I feel like I've been up to my armpits in diarrhea for days. I will spare you anymore of the disgusting details. Let me just say that it feels like our house is teeming with germs. I will be really surprised if we all don't end up puking and pooping before the week is over. Last week I took Olivia to the doctor to see if they could do anything for her cough, which, by the way, they did. They gave her a steroid to help reduce the inflammation in her airway. Anyway... since then she's been pretending she's a doctor. She wants us to put Sophia in her swing so that she can examine her little sister. Then she decided that it was high time that I get a check-up. She used Sophia's monitor to listen to my heart and vacuum my arm (I know, she kind of lost track of the medical part of the exam). After she had thoroughly checked me out, she looked at me with complete seriousness and said, "Mom, you need to get a job." Now, I don't know if this is because she thinks I need to get out more, or if she needs me to get out more, but I found this diagnosis quite funny. Out of the mouths of babes...