The House of Sickies

Well, I'll be honest that I'm tired of everyone being sick in the house. This is supposed to be vacation!!!

My dad was sick before Christmas with a head cold. When we got back from Lynchburg (Chad's parents), I got it. And Cameron got some and Chad got it, too. My sister also had it before my dad even had it.

While in Lynchburg, my little nephew threw up, but then I think he was better by the next day. A little while after getting home, Katie's sister-in-law threw up. They thought it was just something she ate cause she felt better the next day. So, Katie and I took Cameron over to their house (this is Jared's parents' place) to visit. We didn't stay long cause neither Katie nor I felt great from the colds we had. The next day, we found out Jared's older brother spent the whole night throwing up. Great.

So, we decide to go out to eat as a family sans Jared (cause he was busy or something) on Friday night. Cameron was doing well, flirting with the waitress, etc. until about half-way through the meal. He really wanted me to hold him all of a sudden (which should've been my clue). But I didn't want to so I passed him off to my mom. When I looked at his face, I knew he was going to lose it. But for some reason, I just sat there. He then wanted me to hold him. I did and then got thrown up on. Nice.

My dad's stomach has hurt and now Jared and his other brother, Joseph, don't feel great.

WHAT IS GOING ON HERE?!?!?!?! I'm sick (hee hee) of this. Why does vacation have to be this way? I'm glad I'm not at home in WI with a sick kid or anything, but I feel like this sickness is just circling itself around and around.

I went around the house Lysol-ing everything last night. And I'm washing laundry today. Just annoying.