Cute Baby Syndrome has passed - all THREE children have the flu. Luke started with a high fever and we went to the doctor so that I could get him checked out. The doctor ran a couple of tests and announced, "Merry Christmas - He has the flu!" I have prescriptions of Tamiflu for each of the children in anticipation of what has befallen us this evening. Luke and George have fevers and Evie is throwing up. You might remember that I don't handle vomit very well. Today, was the masterpiece of vomit -- Evie was in her room and threw up in a bowl (good job), but then she started to come down the stairs to bring the bowl of vomit to us and she dropped the bowl sending vomit spewing all the way down the stairs - step by disgusting step - until it reached the bottom and just a few special chunks remained in the beautiful pink plastic bowl.
Got a picture of that in your head? You're welcome. **** Interrupted for a bout of dry heaves from Evie. **** Happy fucking Holidays.