Mom again.

Well, I can say with a fair degree of certainty that today was the worst day we've ever had with Henry. We all got about 12 collective minutes of sleep last night, and Hanks spent the night in our bed, so now we have bruises everywhere. Henry cried until about 3 pm today. His temperature peaked at 102.5 degrees, but now seems to be down to under 100.

Henry started eating a little again and neither puked or pooped on anyone today. The turning point came when dad brought home french fries for supper. Henry ate more in the 2 minutes it took us to polish off the fries than he's eaten in the past 4 days. He had a hard time going to bed tonight, but has been asleep since 8:30. We're hoping he stays that way for a while...

Because now the rest of us are sick. And luckily, we all have different systems. I have a headache and cough. Brandon has body aches and a sore throat. And Henry is trying his best to remember Grandma's number to get out of here!
Aren't you all so excited to see us next week for Christmas?