Stomach bug finally arrives

Well, we knew it had to happen. We've been listening all winter long to everyone's horror stories about violent stomach bugs, while we sit smugly here, with only one very mild queasy episode. But Erin has been sick all evening, and the poor baby is finally asleep in her crib...feverish, but asleep. So now, we prepare the lysol wipes, the clean sheets and pajamas, and wait for the worst. Beth and Amy certainly seemed fine at bedtime, but Dan and I are awaiting the midnight battle cry. So if you don't hear from me for the next couple of days, you can probably make a good guess as to why that may be. Wish us luck.