I had big plans to get all caught up on the happenings of the last week – dental work, Tess turning four, feast days, parties, parties, parties – but then the puking sickness struck.
Just so you know, I don’t use the term “stomach flu” because that could mean anything. We call it as we see it and we are currently in front row seats for the Puking Sickness Daniel Family Tour 2010. This offends some people we know who prefer cleaner, prettier words.
Yeah, well, I prefer cleaner, prettier laundry/beds/floors/toilets, too, but what are you gonna do?
Anyway, Jac was in bed all day Saturday and now Max, Philip and I are laid up.
I hope we rally before menana as it is Jac’s birthday. Sickness on your birthday is no good at all.
Pray for us, well you?