Guess what happens when a kid pukes on your face? Go ahead, guess. DING! DING! DING! You get a chance to get even! You get sick, too!

In all seriousness, I was operating on the theory that whatever the Toddler had two days ago, it wasn't contagious. I've never seen someone be sick for literally two hours and then magically be so well that they ate nearly an entire can of cranberries while dancing the Cabbage Patch on top of a craft table. The kid was SO TOTALLY fine after taking a nap that I really didn't expect to wake up this morning with the sudden thought, "Nausea? You are NOT my friend. GO AWAY." Which was interesting, because it did (temporarily), right after I made a visit to the Church of the Puke.

Dangnabit.

(BTW, it totally reminded me of how much I HATED being pregnant. No one should be nauseous for three straight months. That's just cruel.)

And, of course, a few hours later, the power of suggestion worked its magic on the male head of household. We all know that no woman can be sick without the man in her life being sicker, so it turned into a Really! Fun! Day! of sitting around and doing nothing. The poor Toddler had to endure hour and after of Disney flicks since no one was willing to join her in her craziness and take her anywhere to play. After eleventy bazillion showings, I think I can now recite just about every single line from Aristocats. That and $4 will get me a Caramel Macchiatto from Starbucks.

Of course, it's not lost on me that it took two days for this evil illness to penetrate my normally ironclad immune system. If it does indeed have a two-day incubation period, that means the Toddler caught it earlier this week. Perhaps at Chuck E. Cheese. Perhaps because she was kissing a boy.

I just knew a daughter kissing a boy could cause vomiting, chills, fever, and headaches.

(The photo has nothing to do with the price of rice in China, but I wanted to post it because I LURVE it. It's from the Pittsburgh Zoo and was taken last week. He's one sexy beast, no? I'm thinking of kidnapping him and chaining him to the Toddler so no more boys go near her.)