This one will be quick because my head and stomach currently only let me sit up for so long.

I have joked about this in the past, but I am starting to wonder why this is happening. Every October, Wes goes to at least one week-long class for work out of town. He went to one from the 7th to the 11th. during which Aiden was sick. Now, he is leaving tomorrow for a week. That is fine with me. I honestly enjoy the break. The problem is that for the past four years, since Abby was a baby, when Wes was gone in October, she, Aiden, or I have been horribly ill. Bingo. All three of us are very sick with some virus that I'd kick it's tail if it were tangible. So far, Aiden is down 4 pounds, Abby is down 3, and I am down 12. Even if we get better by Monday, it will take us the whole week to recover from it. I am starting to dread the entire month of October, seeing as we are 4 for 4. I know this isn't the most cheerful blog, but I seriously needed to vent and read my words since the Phenergan makes them a little swimmy in my mind. We will be fine, though. We always are!