I was chatting with a girlfriend yesterday and made the statement, "Neither of my kids have ever had a stomach bug. Ever. I am sooo lucky."
Guess who woke up with the pukes last night.
That's right, Mr. Bram.
This kind of thing is where I am usually very supersticous. Statements like that don't come out of my mouth unless I am knocking on some wood.
I didn't knock on any wood yesterday. Dammit!