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Ick. So sorry. Hang in there!


:( I want to say I hope that it stays confined to just a couple of kids but I have six kids so hang in there.


Happy 11th. I'm so sorry they are all feeling crappy (to put it mildly)


Sorry you all are going through that (us too, but at least it is no one's birthday!). Hope the 11th year gets better from here on out.


Reminds me of the time my husband and I (dedicated aunt/uncle, but not parents) allowed the first niece (4 years old at the time) to spend the night. Treated her like a princess all day, gave her junk food, ice cream, etc. The puking began at 11pm and lasted throughout the whole night. Multiple showers and wash cycles were had – there was crying all around. After we dropped her off the next day, my husband said, 'The next time a kid barfs in our house, it's going to be because they snuck into the liquor cabinet in about 15 years.'


So sorry you have to go through this. May it be a swift moving plague on your house.

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  • Carmen Staicer is a whirlwind of energy and execution, who never sleeps and drinks way too much coffee. She works from home as Social Media Programs Manager for SheKnows, and is the mom to six kids, most of whom play instruments, sing or dance and all of whom are much smarter than she will ever be. In other words, her house is never ever quiet or still. A concentration of asthma, food allergies, spectrum disorders and learning disabilities means that she spends an awful lot of time second guessing herself and Dr. Googling, as well as learning to cook everything the family might like to eat. In her spare time, she enjoys reading, boxing (she has her Black Belt in Muay Thai), sleeping, exploring coffee shops, photography, ballet class and cooking. She excels in being a smart mouth and has her major in sarcasm, with a dual minor in BS studies and avoiding laundry.