The Sick House

So if you are wondering, I haven't posted in a week because we've been dealing with a stomach virus here. Thomas woke up last Thursday in vomit and seemed fine for the rest of the day, but then vomited again that night. He was totally fine after that, so we thought we were safe. Renee and Pop Pop were here visiting and Thomas wasted no time playing and reading and playing and reading. Then, on Saturday, while G and I were on a date night, Renee got sick. I spent all day Sunday scrubbing the house, because there is nothing I hate more than throwing up, and I was determined not to catch this thing. Thought we were in the clear, but yesterday G woke up barfing. LOVELY. So I spent the day laundering and scrubbing, and spraying Lysol on every surface. So far, I've seemed to avoid it, but I am just waiting to take my turn. Meanwhile, Thomas had to cancel a playdate and no visitors are allowed during the quarantine. Fingers crossed that the epidemic is over...