... are sick.

Literally.


The whole house is sick.


It started with a case of 'the cruds.' You know, the goopy, snotty noses that all kids perpetually have between about October and April when they live in Minnesota. Nicholas started some coughing, but no fevers, so we figured everyone has a cold.


Sunday, Daniel "throwed up." He had a little fever, but seemed more distressed that he made a mess on his pillow than that he had thrown up. Within an hour of getting Daniel back to sleep, Abby was up, saying she had thrown up. Larger mess, more distressed than Daniel. We barely got her calmed down and sleeping in our room when... yep. Again.

Overnight, between Abby, Daniel and Nathan we were up nearly every hour. I woke up thinking that I may need to stay home just to help out, but was feeling OK. Ha ha ha. By the time I made it downstairs, I was feeling a little woozy. Nicholas was a happy little clam, and went to school. We intended for Daniel to stay home, but he went into the mudroom and got his coat on and said, "I'm ready for school!" So he ended up going anyway. Abby had to stay home, which was a bummer, as today was their class field trip to Underwater Adventures at Mall of America. By the afternoon, Abby was taking care of all the grown ups. It was pretty sweet. As soon as we're better, we owe Abby a trip to MOA.