It’s been a rough couple days.

Now my daughter just came in and woke me up to tell me she threw up in her bed.

So I did what heroes do. I comforted my daughter and then took off the nasty barf sheets and I got her some fresh bedding.

Now … I could do what mom would do and wash out the barf and get those sheets washed and new again.

Nope. Dad’s not doing that. Not tonight. Those sheets are in the garbage outside and dad is looking for new ones on Amazon right now.