Yes, we had the flu this weekend. I spent Friday night sleeping on the floor of the little angel's room, terrified she would choke on more of the said Vomit in the Crib. Either that, or I would have to comb hot-dog chunks from her perfect red head in the bathtub more than once on a Friday night after drinking three glasses of wine.
You, childless people? Yes, this is a true story. Stop laughing.