I just have a moment to say I am not really MIA.
Little man has the flu and I am spending most of my day rubbing a tiny back as he vomits and fetching different items to keep a very active 3.5 yo entertained while lying down. Not to mention extra loads of nasty laundry and various yucky clean up tasks.
Off to figure out a plan for dinner that won't be too tempting for Joshy. He thinks he needs to eat constantly when he is sick. I think he mistakes queasy for hungry.