It seems like there is no amount of cleanliness, Lysol and bleach, or even antibiotics that are helping get the “sickies” out of our house and I’m soooo tired of ranting on and on about. Okay, so why do it, right? Because I have to vent somewhere and way, then put on the mom/doctor/nurse’s persona and do what I have to to get my kids well. My youngest son is never sick. He has come down with strep throat and considered contagious for the next 42 hours. With him camped out on the one sofa in the living room, sure enough the other kids are going to get it. I don’t mean to invite it in by saying that, but isn’t that Murphy’s Law? I keep saying, “Moms are immune.” I don’t think so this time.