Irony

Last night I was talking with my Grandma for her birthday, which was on Wednesday. The fact that I was late in calling was not ironic. We talked about the kids and I remarked that Mini-me has been really healthy the past couple of weeks. She gets a fever very easily, and so far, so good. The irony comes in at 5:15 this morning, when Mini-me woke up and threw up. She has had a fever all day and is one sick little girl. I feel very bad for her. I also feel bad for Curly, who had to clean it up as I was comforting her.