Dear Powers that Be:
Just wanted to let you know that having the drain in my utility sink get clogged with vomit from rinsing out Alec's puke-sodden clothes, causing my washing machine to overflow and flood my entire basement was really not particularly what I needed today. Dealing with extremely sick, inconsolably miserable puking/diarrheaing toddler while trying to prepare to have 18 people here for Passover seder (while older son is off school) was really enough, thanks.
P.S. I'm not sure if it's mean to post a picture of your sick toddler, but he's so frigging cute in his ragdoll state it's going to break my heart. Oh, and that's not blood on his face, it's the remnants of a cherry Pedialyte popsicle.