We've gone from youngest to oldest in the sick department. Last week Phoebe had croup on Monday. She threw up once on Thursday and once on Saturday. Owen threw up all night Sunday and was sick all day yesterday. He threw up once yesterday morning and then slept almost all day. Today he's feeling better. Then Chloe calls from school to pick her up today. She's had a cold anyway and coughing so I sort of expected her to call today. She wasn't home an hour and she threw up. Oh, I hope Danny and I don't get it. I hate to throw up, and hate cleaning it up even worse. I am tired of washing sheets and blankets and pajamas. Hopefully Chloe won't have a bad night. Here is a picture of her looking pitiful:
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