So this week, the stomach flu has worked it’s wicked self through our family. Not fun. Started Saturday night when Baby R threw up on the floor by his bed. We chalked it up to him eating too much junk at the Island School Auction, but when Trey woke up Tuesday morning saying that he, too, had thrown up in his bed we knew we were in for trouble. I had a day of nausea and aches and today Levi got sick. Can we be done now? We are not barfers!
I did get this picture, that was super cute. When Carlos got home from school on Tuesday, he immediately got into his jammies and snuggled up with Trey in our bedroom to keep him company (oh…and watch Pokemon!).