I’ve had it. Anwyn’s got it and so does Bean. It’s the curse of EV:

Starting last week, it was like this: Flu for him. Flu for me. Chipper recovery for him, though a lingering cough prevented him going back to preschool (which he just started on Feb. 1 after January’s round, I might add). Disgusting mystery illness for me that involved progressively worsening nausea and the nastiness that goes with that. The only reason the blog had anything was because I was bedridden–just put a few things up whenever I felt well enough.

Thank goodness her mother’s there to take care of them! Go show her some love, people, and maybe some chicken soup.