Having multiple school-aged children is like licking a mangy goat that’s just finished wildly rampaging through the scariest of the Center for Disease Control’s storage freezers.
Either burn everything they’ve worn in their school day and put them through a series of intense radiation baths, or consider living in a hazmat suit for sixteen years.
I may install a kiddie pool full of antibacterial hand-sanitizer in the front yard.
As you may know, we own and operate a commercial cleaning company. One of our accounts happens to be a very large Pre-School. I feel your pain.