Another One Bites the Dust

We have been picked off one by one in the last week by a really nasty germ.

Last night it got our five-year-old about midnight. It was spectacular: He's got the top bunk. It was a parental nightmare of a clean-up.

He sweetly woke me when he felt sick two more times, then, curiously, another time just to let me know that he woke up and didn't get sick. Unfortunately I'd just nursed baby girl to sleep and he woke her with his chatter to me.

Sleep. You elusive thing.