It's so bad it's almost funny...

Ugh.

Puke.

Again.

Not mine this time though. It's Zee's, and it looks like Mo is lining up for her turn to bow to the porcelain god.

Not to be too graphic but I have never seen so much 'stuff' come out of one little boy. I don't think he digested one iota of food the entire day. Poor little guy...his stomach was so hard and distended. Luckily enough, after hurling and pooping his little bum raw, Zee managed to get to sleep and only woke one time during the night for a repeat performance.

Mo woke up this morning punky, pale and pooping; hope she bypasses the puking. She's been napping off and on all day.

So, in case you've lost count that makes:
-2 sick kids
-1 recovering mommy
-1 kid recovering from asthma attacks
-1 exhausted and coughing daddy

It may also mean:
-1 sick Grandma
-1 sick Grandpa
Hopefully they left yesterday before this latest 'bug' came a-callin' to our door.

Wonder what's up? Why so many illnesses? Could it just be 'our turn?' If someone could kindly show me how to turn off the 'our turn' button, I'd gladly cross hell or high water to do so.

Anyone know where it is?

Behind this door? This one?

Dare I open it?

Are you sure it's the 'off' button? Looks a little like the swine flu...

Not even funny....

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