Nope.

So I thought we were on the mend.  They all took two naps today.  Two 2-2.5 hour naps, so I knew they weren't better yet.  Just healing.  Played.  Ate.  Seemingly much improved.  And I'm hoping maybe he just overdid it with eating today.....

But we had one little boy rally up & give us one last horrah!  More puke Hayden Thomas!  More puke.  Yay!

One puked all over himself & his bed boy... who coughed & splattered puke on one mama's face as she carried him to the tub.  One mama who hasn't been over the flu for 24 hours herself.  And we nearly had a disaster.  Nearly.  And one poor, poor daddy (who has yet to get the pukes) sprung to action yet again, cleaning up yet another toddler bed full of puke. 

Seriously, this better be a fluke.  Because I honestly don't have the strengh to do it all again.  I really don't.  I'm beat.  I stink.  Our house stinks.  I ache.  My body is so sore.  I'm akles deep in laundry.  Our carpets need cleaned.  My head still hurts.  Our weekend plans of catching up.... are now next weeks news.  I am SOOO over puke, you have absolutelly no idea. 

All the kids back in bed.  And again I find myself waiting to switch the laundry. 

If I get it again & spend another 24 hours feeling like I did.... I might die.  Just sayin'.