Whatever is bothering my kids can go fuck itself with a rusty chainsaw. Both kids are sick, now--the imp has a painful lower belly, and told me "Momma, my butt threw up. I don't feel good. I don't want supper."
There. Is. Nothing. I. Can. Do. Not a damned thing I can possibly do to make my kids feel better. And that can fuck right the fuck off while it fucks itself with a two-pronged Sybian, studded with broken glass, and set on high.
27 minutes ago
I'd presume to suggest peppermint for the tummy. And although it tastes TERRIBLE, honey and lemon will soothe a sore throat.
ReplyDeleteAt least it used to did when MY mom made me take it.
I give my pixie straight honey, and that seems to help. Same with warm apple cider.
DeleteAs for the tummy...the distress is lower down.