Jealous?

So I know that everyone out there reading this is so jealous of all the 'Mom of the Year' awards that I've racked up doing things like, locking Isabel in the car--with my keys, letting her diaper rash get the best of her and causing sores, carrying her and running her into the corner of the wall...the list goes on, but now you can be jealous again. Last night in true 'Wife of the Year' fashion. I gave food poisoning to Mike, myself and the dog. Luckily Isabel didn't eat any of the chicken stuff so she was fine, but the other three of us were throwing up all night. Thankfully I have a great friend who came and picked up Isabel for me this morning for a couple of hrs while I tried, successfully I might add, to throw up one last time. So to all of you hoping to have this award, I'm sorry that yet again I've bested you...