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This one has been a doozy let me tell ya.  A day of diarrhea, two full days of constant vomiting, and another day of diarrhea (today) – that makes this the fourth day of him not keeping anything down. (Sidenote: Is diarrhea just the worst word in the English language or what?  Not just because of what it symbolizes, but because the combo of letters is just sordid.  I'm just sayin.)  He's lost 3 pounds, looks white as a sheet and has hardly spoken a word.  He's currently sipping on power-aid and had dry toast for lunch,  We're hoping for the best since he hasn't thrown up since last night.  But he isn't keeping things in him either.  Yucky, yucky stuff.

Last night Jacob got lots of awards at Pack Meeting and "crossed over" into Boy Scouts, which neither Derek or I wanted to miss, so we brought Sam and he laid on the couch in the foyer…pathetic!

Clorox is my new best friend.  The good news – every piece of laundry in the house is clean because I've been frantic and my floors are mopped.  (Also – drum roll, please – the Iphone is working after spending 24 hours in a bag of rice – what a relief!)

My "party" last night for the neighborhood book club went well – I really like this group of 9 ladies – great moms, lots of laughs and good discussion.

I took Sam on a walk today in the stroller and felt like a nurse getting her patient out of the hospital for some fresh air.  I tried to get him to walk under some trees but he didn't have the energy and wanted to get back in the stroller…this really is sad.

Now we're praying and hoping that he gets better today and that none of the rest of us get it (please!).