I haven't jumped ship. It's just that we're making a 14 hour drive to Illinois Thursday to celebrate my cousin's wedding. Currently, I'm up with the second kid to get the stomach virus. Kid number three is on the floor of my bedroom looking puny. Suddenly I'm having flashbacks of this disastrous trip.
So pray for me and my family that we get this behind us before 8AM tomorrow.
There's a lot of other stuff going on to but kid number two is currently running to the toilet and I've got to...gag...go with him.