As the kids vomited all through the night, I thought of the one who brought it here to begin with. Sunday my sister's boy didn't make it to the bathroom in time and vomited on my floor! I started to think.... maybe he is getting me back for the accident Blayd had at their house not to long ago? I thought back to the memory of that day......It happened when Jake had begin to smell something awful coming from my son, who I had bragged to JoAnne, was potty training soo well. When he moved, JoAnne noticed he was walking alittle funny. I, being a brilliant mom, new what had happened, and with a quick grab I lifted him up so he could do no more damage tracking this stuff around! But as I lifted him up something rolled out his pant leg and onto the carpet, which by the way was spotless and new up until now, and as i sat my foot down it landed, yep you guessed it, it landed into the pile of poo on the floor! JoAnne was up quick as a flash racing to find me something, anything, hurry get this off my floor she thought!! There sat Jake to her dismay, still on the couch, covering his nose and holding his breath! Panic went through the house as JoAnne raced around, with all this ruckus the other children bustled out from their play, they ran this way and that to survey the scene." Stop!!" cried JoAnne "your tracking.....," but it was to late the damage was done. The children had step in poo all around, that Blayd had spread as he had wondered around, through the kitchen, in the laundry, and the hall up and down! Yes, it is a memory we wont soon forget! Memories with family, how much better can it get!!!
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