We're Alive! Back again in 2010

I survived--barely. It was touch and go there. I'd planned on other blog posts while we were away, but then puke happened--again and again and again. T puked for three days straight. The husband and I both got colds and the flu. B has been overwhelmed and under-eating. I'm not sure what is up with her actually.

But, I'm back.

Tomorrow will be a bright and shiny day after a whole night in my own bed. There is something bright and sparkly and happy about that. After two weeks away, my bed sounds even more sparkly and special than a bunch of angsty teenage vampires.

We're all very, very, very excited to get back to our regularly scheduled, non-puking life.

We've only been home minutes, so I'm going to go touch all the beautifullness and specialness that is home before crashing in my bed... my bed. I need sleep in such a bad way. Can you tell?

Goodnight--Happy New Year, everyone.