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.
3 hours 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.