I'm beginning to wonder...

The past two Tuesday nights we have eaten dinner with our "neighbors" next door. We are having so much fun doing these Sullivan family dinners all the time. Janelle & I are even coordinating who cooks what on what day. It's kinda nice not to have to worry "what's for dinner" all day!

However, this brings me to today's problem.

Last Tuesday night we ate dinner there and we joked about eating Papa's frozen cheese from 2007. We ate it and we were all just fine...until about 10 o'clock later that same night when Max was puking in his bed.

Then it happened again...last night. We ate dinner, visited for a while and then came home to watch American Idol. We put the kids to bed and that's when Maggie started complaining that her stomach hurt. We got her the garbage can and put it next to her bed. Then about 10:15, I heard that dreadful sound. I raced in there to see that she totally missed the garbage can...by a long shot, (basketball probably isn't in her future) She continued most of the night and more already this morning. The poor thing!

So we are hangin here at home again this Wednesday. Washing bed sheets, blankets and a bed skirt, Drinking Sprite and eating mini saltine crackers. Doing word search puzzles and I'm sure watching way too much t.v., and hoping that this is the last Wednesday for a long time that someone is sick.

Oh, and I think I'll cook dinner next Tuesday.