Last night we had Take 2, 3 and 4 of the Stomach Flu hit our house. I got it at 4:15 yesterday afternoon, Tyler at 4:30 and Chase closer to 6. Our variety of the stomach flu was much more severe than what Jackson had on Wednesday. At one point Ty and Chase were throwing up every 15 minutes.
Nick deserves an award! The man dealt with all of that (and an attention starved Jackson) while I was curled up on our bedroom floor. Such a shame that the boys’ first sleep over in the living room had to come under these conditions.
Here’s praying that Nick doesn’t get it, but if he does that it happens today so that he’s rested and refreshed for Sunday!