O.K. I'm sure there are lots of mamas who can commiserate with this scenario (which I greatly dislike -- trying to get the kids to less frequently say "hate"):
Leave work. Thirty minute drive home including stop by the store to get new tooth brushes (recommended since the hubbie was also diagnosed with Strep Throat this afternoon). Can it be far from my time? Cross your fingers. Also picking up some beverages for the big people who are feeling the need for a little relaxing drink about now. Then home only to find out that the girl is poopy but refuses to be changed until she accompanies me to yet another store to get Pull-Ups... NO she won't wear underwear and NO NO she won't wear brothers Good Nites either - thank you very much. So off to the store we go... We get Pull-Ups (with princesses on them), new tooth brushes for the kids (which the earlier store didn't carry), and popsicles (requested by the big man with the sore throat). Go home (still having not eaten dinner) -- now 2 hours after leaving work -- only to have to deal with changing said poopy girl who is now in pain, disseminate medicine, finally grab a couple of microwaved chicken nuggets and a glass of wine while getting a headache and getting ready for bed after paying the one bill that I had to deal with today. Ahhhhh.... now I can maybe, just maybe mind you, breath.
Inhale, exhale, go to bed and start fresh tomorrow although it is unlikely to be normal given the sick papa and potentially moving-toward-sick mama? Let's hope not.