We have never been germophobes. Ever. Until Norm came down with strep throat last night. I am pretty sure we have lysoled every surface possible - twice.
The fear of Baby catching it and getting sick makes us somewhat crazy.
So until he is no longer contagious, I will continue to sleep in the other room, both Benjamin and I will continue to blow kisses at Norm from across the room and we will continue to have conversations like this:
F: did you go to the garage?
F: (lysol door knobs and switches)
F: did you throw something away?
F: (lysol entire trash can)
F: what did you do today?
N: I was miserable, I laid on the couch
F: (lysol entire couch - and the love seat just in case)
F: (lysol door frame)
N: I haven't touched that
F: just in case
You get the point.