Now entering day 3 of the stomach siege, but Lillian seems to be feeling better... she ate half a waffle and drank half a (single) bottle of apple Pedialyte before passing out in the middle of a Dora episode.
The bad news is that the hubs has it now. He's home from work today. He looks just like Lillian does, except he's laying in our bed asleep in front of HGTV.
I've been to CVS so many times in the past few days I think they might give me my own personal parking spot. I'm praying no one else gets this (and by no one else, you know I selfishly mean ME, right?)
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