We had the stomach flu here but it was so weird. Ian woke us up at 2:30am by crashing into the room, stating "I threw up!" Sean was great, and he cleaned the floor while I cleaned up Ian. Ian climbed in to bed with us, at then threw up again about 2 hours later. We had to strip the bed, remake it, and then we slept for another hour. He threw up 2 more times, then climbed onto the couch where he lay quietly watching TV. At 8:15am I decided to wake up Roo, and as soon as I opened the door I knew. Gross!

I gave Roo a bath, got some crackers together, and attempted to make the best of the day. Sean called me mid-morning to say, "Be ready. I've gotten sick too." But, I never got sick. The kids barely ate all day, and when Sean came home both he and Ian climbed into bed for the night, Roo following at around 6pm.

Everyone is right as rain today though. How strange! I'm not complaining, but it's so weird.