Between ridiculous amounts of snow (without a working snow blower) and Sophie getting sick every two weeks, I was getting desperate for ideas. Luckily, as you will see in the note, the manner in which she let us know she was sick provided all the inspiration I needed. This is still one of my favorite sick notes. Also, I misspelled Jackson Pollock's name. Incidentally, if you don't know who that is, he was a painter they nicknamed Jack the Dripper.
Also, I need to pay tribute to my wife. I am very bad with vomit. I will run away when my kids are throwing up. This is almost a phobia for me and my wife is absolutely a saint for understanding this and doing the vast majority of cleanup when the kids get sick.