The Wonder house is infected. Boy Wonder had pink eye on Mother's Day. This morning I when I woke to the sound of Baby Wonder's hunger cry at 4:00 am my eyes were crusted shut. When I stumbled to the mirror I found that my eyes were a nice rosie color. Adding pink eye to the fact that I have lost my voice, it is truly good times here at the Wonder house.
It might be our imagination but Boy Wonder's eyes started to look a bit iffy again tonight. This has lead Papa Wonder on a crusade to wipe down everything with Clorox wipes trying to avoid what Boy Wonder and I have contracted. Hopefully that along with the Purell that we are bathing in will keep Baby Wonder and Papa Wonder healthy.
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