What a day, what a day, what a day.
A particularly unpleasant virus continues to ravage our household, and I don't think I would have faired nearly as well today without...
Thank heavens it was released for purchase last week so I could take full and complete advantage of playing it on repeat, just to keep my crew appeased.
Ironic, that a stinking adorable movie involving some of the cutest, happiest creatures imaginable will forever trigger stinking of not-at-all an adorable variety in my mind.
I've gone through so many diapers and sheets and clothes and stain out and chicken noodle soup today. My back is broken. But...my brain is full of a gloriously happy Troll soundtrack. ;)
Chica--my only well kiddo (oh, how I fear for her!)--was inspired so much by the movie that she asked for rainbow nails (which is a huge deal for her, since she's particularly loyal to her Owlette-inspired red):
She got 'em at bedtime once the other two were down, because she was a patient girl today while I dealt with the yuck.
Here's hoping for an easier day tomorrow for my poor babies (and myself!).
And less laundry, for the love of all that is holy!
Over and out.
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