We had three really  long sick weeks.

Gabriel was semi-comatose sick in bed for a full week.

The next week Garrett was sick for a full week...except he can be on his death bed and will still be bouncing off the walls...not in bed.

The third week the three little kids *AND* Stephen all got sick, fortunately not anywhere near as seriously as the big boys.

*This was the first time in our marriage that Stephen was sick for real.*

 He said, "Wow, this is horrible. It would be annoying to get sick every year."

Yes my sweet boy, it is awful, you should try hatching a kid or two and spend nearly 5 years puking every day. 

XOXO

Lynneah just layed around for most of the day...in between PUKING ALL OVER...

She set herself up on the floor with her pillow and "banket". I thought she was so cute with her sickie eyes and wild pony tails.

We're all very grateful that was all that hit us. The kids didn't seem phased by any of the other stuff that went around. Whew!