Gross.

I can't believe I forgot to post this when it happened. Last week, we went to the park. We've been going to the park a lot, now that the weather has gotten nicer. We decided to try a park that we don't usually go to, but left early because it was pretty dirty (and no one else was there!). As we started walking down the walkway to the car, Jack picked up an old, dirty, empty water bottle that someone left on the ground. As soon as I saw him pick it up, I yelled at him to PUT IT DOWN and as the words were coming out of my mouth - he stuck the bottle IN HIS MOUTH.

Ugh.

That is THE grossest thing he has every done. I wanted to put hand sanitizer in his mouth and make him swallow it.

As of today, he hasn't gotten sick from it. That we know of.

Overkill?

Jack and I are sick....again. :( I am exhausted. There was maybe a week or so where we weren't sick. And, then we caught it again. Now I am paranoid of THE GERMS. They are my sworn enemy. Today I spent a good portion of my day killing THE GERMS. Lonnie and I sprayed every.single.one of Jack's toys with Lysol. And then wiped them all down (I am not sure if this is an absolutely necessary step, but it's what the directions say to do). I cleaned the bathroom top to bottom. And I mean cleaned. Lysol was my friend today. The whole house smells like Lysol. Which tends to get overpowering after awhile. Tomorrow I plan on attacking Jack's room with the anti-GERM stuff. And the kitchen too.

Unfortunately, we have a bunch of moms and kids coming over for a potluck on Wednesday...so all of my hard work will be un-done. I will just have to start all over. Because THE GERMS need to learn that they will never survive here. I will triumph. We will be healthy.