Poor Thomas!

My little peanut started with the stomach flu at 4:00am this morning. I've done two loads of bedding so far, and I do believe there will be more before we're done. He's got it "from both ends," as they say. And my mother's intuition tells me that it won't be long before we're making full use of all two and one-half baths in our little house.

What's that, you say? Where's Daddy in all of this? He bolted from the house a half hour ago with our as-yet-healthy oldest.