Bleh. Times a Bagillion.

Sunday was the first day in five days that no one got puked on in our house.

Poor Bennett got a stomach bug and couldn't keep anything down. I don't think he's eaten a full meal in a week. Thankfully, Gavin and Ryan missed the puking, opting instead for a nasty, lingering cough. I wasn't so lucky. I'll just leave it at that.

But amidst the coughing, and puking, and feverish bleh-ness...there were cuddles, and snuggles, and "I need my Mommy" whines that almost made up for it.

Oh, who am I kidding? It absolutely made up for it.

Being sick sucks.