Tender Mercies

On Friday, my friend Lindsay texted an invitation to our family to have dinner at their house that night.  Her husband is Bradley's scout co-leader, and so we were both husband-less that night, our kids are around the same ages, and it would have been totally fun to hang out and eat pizza together.

The only trouble was I got her text while we were at the dentist, and Em was having two tooth extractions, and I knew it just wouldn't work with a woozy Em, especially one unable to eat pizza.  So I sadly declined.

It was a VERY GOOD thing I did, too.

As referenced in my previous post, we were up all night Friday night/Saturday with explosive sickness (you're welcome for the mental image).  I was extra grateful we hadn't spread the germs around to Lindsay's family, until I read on Lindsay's facebook that she was very sick on Saturday as well.  Food poisoning, she believes.  She's the only one in her family who was sick, and so she blames the spinach salad she had on Friday night.

I love spinach salad.  If I had gone over, I would have eaten some.  Then I would have had the stomach bug AND food poisoning.  And my kids would have passed the stomach flu to them.  How fun for everyone!

So it is a tender mercy that Em has such horrible teeth.  Heh.