Karl Gallagher's Journal

I Should Know Better
I do know better.

At church yesterday, socializing before and after the service, I mentioned that we're doing fine. "We've all been healthy for weeks." No more of the always-one-or-two-in-the-family-sick we've been having since October.

Well . . . then Jamie started crying in Sunday School and spent the next hour in my lap. When we got home he fell asleep and had a fever. By midnight he'd thrown up twice. I'm taking him to the doctor in an hour.

You'd think I'd know better than to taunt Murphy like that.

Current Mood: tired