How is this for a nice evening?

Yesterday was our anniversary. My plan was to feed the kids at the normal time for dinner and then have a meal ready for when Lisa got home from work at 11:30. Lisa had promised Ben he could have Burger King for dinner, so I stopped at Lisa’s work to grab some cash on my way to get the kids. Ben was excited to get fast food, he has been begging for a few weeks. We go through the drive through, we are car back from paying and Ben goes, Daddy, I am not feeling good, ad throws up all over himself. I jump out and start cleaning him up. We have to pull up to pay and get the food, then I park and pull him out and get him in clean clothes and clean up the seat as much as possible with wipes. I get him back in his seat, and then walk to the pickup window and as for a large bag or a garbage bag to put his dirty clothes in, and they tell me that they cannot. Great. So I open the trunk, and I have a blanket that I keep back there. I open that bag, it rips, but is too small anyway. After a little thought, I grab the blanket, wrap the clothes in  it and throw it in the trunk. Ok, back to Lisa’s work to give her a sandwich and fries, and then head home. I get the kids home, sit them at the table and give them their now cold meals. I go and start bringing everything in from the car, and I hear Ben start crying. He had thrown up again and has diarrhea. Ok, new change of clothes, medicine and clean up that mess. I get the later meal in the slow cooker and then go to get Ben’s clothes in the washer.  As I am down there I hear Ben again, he threw up on a couch cushion. I have him strip down to his pull up wrap in a blanket and he lays down, and I give him a sippy cup of water. It is close enough to Julies bedtime, that I send her up there. I strip the couch cushion and take that with Bens clothes for the next load. Lisa had stripped 2 of the other couch cushions earlier today because of a milk explosion and those were in the dryer now. I come back up, finally eat the burger (fries were beyond hope). After sitting with Ben for a little bit, we decide Julie is asleep enough for Ben to get a bath. After his bath, he says he is feeling better now and goes to bed. I go back down stairs, the house is a mess, and so I start cleaning. At some point I hear Ben again, I run upstairs, and more throw up. I clean him up, strip clean and then make the bed again. He just wants to go back to sleep, so I let him. Time to move the laundry and so the sheets and the stuff from the couch goes in. I finish cleaning, and move the laundry along one more time. I made cookies, and then finished dinner as Lisa was walking in. We eat. We were both tired, so after dinner we just crashed.