Covid!

The most boring WTF ever

After nearly three years of eluding Covid, our family has finally joined the club. I wish there was a welcome packet instead of simply a disruption to childcare and simmering anxiety!

A friend calls this the lollipop of doom which seems apt.

On Friday, our toddler’s preschool teachers emailed to say our littlest had developed a cough and to test him prior to returning on Monday. He was fine all weekend, but sure enough, tested positive yesterday. Now begins the waiting! Who will go down next? How sick will they get? How fucked will schedules become?

Brett and I are dividing and conquering as best we can, but obviously, my grand plans for the work week are shot to hell. I spent most of yesterday puttering around the yard with our toddler and waging power battles about wearing a helmet while scootering. We found a nut AND a bolt buried in our dirt driveway. We came upon some squishy mud and he made “dinner for the chipmunks.” I made him mac ‘n cheese and he requested I transfer it from a blue bowl to a white bowl.

Apologies for a very un-fun WTF. I hope to be snarking and ranting about bad Instagram ads, “anti-feminist, pro-femininity” momfluencers, and “the only white button-down busy moms will ever need,” next week.

Until then, cheer ya girl up and send me whatever stupid shit you’re finding on the internet!