Something like 911

It has come to my attention that, in addition to practicing fire safety and having an emergency home exit plan, it would behoove families everywhere to have an emergency plan for stomach viruses. The four year-old and the two year-old need to rehearse what to do in the event of vomit and explosive diarrhea while I need to call back Ritzy Clean to ask them to put a little more clean in their ritzy.

UPDATE: I am thankful for a large, front-loading washing machine. Spidey likes to sleep with about 250 "friends" every night and you can fit a surprisingly large number of stuffed animal friends into the washer.

UNRELATED UPDATE: I thought I left my watch at the Y yesterday when I couldn't find it at home. I called and described it and where it might be and a nice lady said she'd go look in the locker room for me and call back. She called about 45 minutes later, said she'd found it where I said I thought it would be and she would put it in an envelope with my name on it at the front desk.

I just took a load of laundry out of the washer and there was my watch.

Hmm.