We had a babysitter lined up tonight and big plans. Then I woke up this morning with some kind of horrible/disgusting stomach bug. Trying to lay low (i.e. chasing children in slow motion and making Rob prepare all their meals) did not quite result in a miraculous recovery. But did we cancel the sitter? Noooooo. We just decided to go to a movie rather than socialize. Because, frankly, it’s a lot easier to sit in a dark theater battling queasiness than to battle queasiness and put two grouchy children to bed.
Plus the sitter cleaned the house.