Of course, last night being my company Christmas party also meant that yesterday morning I woke up to The Boy screaming, "I'm going to throw up!"
We managed to get a doctor's appointment for him, and it's strep again. Or still. Good thing I kept the receipt for the dress.
And it's all my fault, because last week, whenever a co-worker asked me if I were going to the party, I always said, Yes, unless someone else in my house gets sick. When will I ever learn?
In other news, last month I threw out all of the extra toothbrushes. If you recall, three of us use the front bathroom, but I had ten toothbrushes in the cabinet, with no idea of how they got there. So, I threw them out. Last month, we had three - count 'em, three - toothbrushes in the holder. Yesterday, we had six. Is it possible to get toothbrushes neutered?