We be illing

So, let's review:
I've got a sore throat and some kind of cold.
Christine has the same thing.
Lucas has some gastro bug he picked up from the daycare, puking (that's over thank god), poop like muddy water (there is no polite way to put that) and a cold.

So last night the poor little bugger couldn't sleep. He kept waking up, plugged up and crying. Which meant we kept waking up. This went on from about 1am to when the alarm started up the CD. The opening notes of the CD brought a wry, ironic, bitter as fuck giggle from Christine and I.

Anyway, Lucas is on his second nap. I haven't had one. And I would like to die now.