U2 and sick, too

Holy crap that was an incredible concert. Absolutely awesome. I wouldn't have changed a single thing. You had fun with Auntie Chelle too, from what I heard.

Yesterday we got lots of things done, and it's a good thing. At 5:15 this morning, you were screaming at the top of your lungs, clearly the "something's very, very wrong" cry. Yep, vomit everywhere. So, we've spent today doing 5 loads of laundry and answering your slightest whimper between naps with a bowl and a towel. I hope this passes soon and I sure hope if we get it too it passes on quickly. I'm way too busy at work to miss much, but I'd bet a lot I'm missing tomorrow. Poop. (and no, you haven't been doing that, thank God)