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.