So apparently being sick in this household means your parents turn into measly servants to bow down to your every request 🤷🏻♀️
I'm talking scrambled eggs on toast (how dare I not have any bacon 🙄🥓) in bed, warm milk and honey, reheating said eggs and milk because they take so damn long to eat/drink and then complain that they are cold 😑, tickling backs, cold flannels on heads, cleaning up the sea of snotty tissues scattered around the plastic bag I have designated for snotty tissues 🤔, making sure the correct movie is on and making sure that movie satisfies both a 6 year old and 3 year old.....yeah, you get my drift 🤦🏻♀️
Butttt...I distinctly remember being sick as a kid and lying on the couch with a set of little bells that I would ring every time I needed something from one of my parents, so I guess this is payback....
And you know what, looking at the little tyrants still makes my heart skip a beat #parenthood #nohoodquitelikeit
Note: This photo was back on Mother's Day when they were delivering ME shit in bed 👸🏻