Huh?!?

In addition to fun pictures, great memories, and full tummies, we also returned from Houston with some sort of a bug.  It started with a random act of carsickness from Landry on the way home.  Ever the optimist, I convinced myself it had to be a mixture of the sun, the Dairy Queen and the hills that spurred the only carsickness we've ever had.

Until the fevers and the nausea started the next day.  For everyone.  It hit Lincoln, then Savannah, and finally Cael.  My newly potty trained Cael.  He, like me, doesn't throw up (yes, I know what typing that sentence just did...I have a bucket ready).  He does however get a little runny on the other end.  So, when he entered our room to use the bathroom yesterday morning, like he does every morning, and he sat down on the toilet, like he does every morning, and he peed, like he does every morning, and he tooted, like he does almost every morning,  something came out.  You could hear the horror in his voice with his comment, "Huh?!?"  To which, of course, Shane and I responded by laughing so hard we cried.  Then I spent the rest of the day reminding Cael that on days like yesterday, you can't just toot in your underwear...three pairs of underwear later I think he started catching on, about the time the bug decided to move on.