UGH! I am ready for a break.

I thought we were ready to start having fun, but apparently our time has not come yet. Yesterday around noon Elijah said, "My head hurts. I don't feel so good." Sure enough. The awful sickness that Mary had over the weekend has made it's way to her big brother. She's such a good sharer! What's weird is that it didn't affect them in exactly the same way-- he threw up last night and has complained a lot of stomach pain, where she didn't at all. His temperature climbed all day yesterday until it finally rested at about 102. He tends to shake things off a little easier than she does, so I am hoping by tomorrow he'll be better. On the plus side, we've caught up on lots of television that we wouldn't have otherwise seen (thank you Netflix). We've been enjoying Mythbusters quite a bit (We thought Scott A. probably likes it a lot too-- if you are reading this Melissa! They were blowing things up with a gunpowder mixture.)