lil man stayed home today. He was really sick! Coughing, fever, sneezing, runny nose, vomiting, the works. So, after dinner tonight, i was in the kitchen doing the dishes when, lil man screams that he's going to puke again. So, I run into the living room to help get him to the bathroom. On our way he throws up all over me, I'm talking projectile vomiting. Not a big deal (Hey! I'm a mom, Ive been thrown up on before, not to mention I've cleaned up his shit for years). Anyway, I get him all cleaned up, tucked back into bed and calmed down. I then get myself cleaned up, changed and make my way back to the pile of dishes in the kitchen. Before I know it I am doing ninja moves around my kitchen, trying to scratch an itch in the middle of my back. (You know the one spot you can never seem to reach). Then within a matter of seconds, I have +20 bites on my arms, hands, neck, face, back and tummy. It was like having the chickenpox. Give me my kids vomit, spit n' shit and I'm a fucking gangsta, but bites from a creature I never even saw, and I freak the fuck out!! Holy hell, I don't know WTF it was that bit me so bad (perhaps a spider) but it was nasty, and now I have red swollen bites all over and I look like a poster child for the chicken pox. Needless to say, tonight has NOT been very good for me or lil man. Grrr... :(