Sick Day

Today was a disaster. Neither of the big girls wanted to eat breakfast (that was my first clue something was wrong) and both were complaining that their tummies hurt and that they were tired. Zoe took herself back to bed, Andy left for work, and Sophie promptly began puking. Zoe was next, and it was a free for all from there. Fortunately, Chloe was perfect - staying on her 3 hour routine the entire day, and as happy as could be during her awake time. We survived 12 hours by ourselves until Andy got home and said, "I think I'm getting sick." Is it Mother's Day yet??