A friend posted an interesting film observation on Facebook recently. DId you know that you never, ever see people cleaning up after a sick child has vomited?  Films depict the heave ho, with sound effects and all. But when do you see the poor parents or other responsible adults clean, scrub and sanitize the floor, the clothing and bed linen?
I would love to see this. We have had a child unwell this week. A strange bug. Loads of “bomit” as she calls it. All at inopportune times. All in unexpected places. This is an oversight in the parenting manual. How do you do a successful vomit clean up? And while I am at it, how do you remove a banana smoothie stain from your carpet?
Most of us are fascinated by family life. Do you watch Parenthood? I haven’t seen this newish TV series but friends find it strangely addictive. Is it life mirrored back at us that we find reassuring? More on family life in the next few weeks.

Oranges and Lemons…

I am sure I remember reading somewhere that this ditty “oranges and lemons…” was about the plague? It sure feels like the plague here.
Lily was sick last week. And last night Jake and Bella fell ill. This has left me with several questions about the universe:
1. Why do children always vomit at night?
2. Why does the last supper before the vomit always seem to consist of rice?
3. Are you really meant to wash whole beds of linen covered in vomit? (I am sure somewhere on the label it says to bin it.)
4. Isn’t there are warning on all white goods(washing machines included) not to operate in the middle of the night?
5. Why is it that when they are only 5 steps from the bathroom children still manage to aim for the bed when vomitting?
So we are tucked in here at home. It is raining. I have cancelled work for a bit and I am running around washing and making toast and diluted cordial.
Sympathy please.