It looks like this halloween is going to suck big time. Michael has the flu, so he can't go trick-or-treating like we'd planned. At least he got to dress up in his costume for a halloween party at Traci's church on Wednesday, so the holiday isn't a total waste. This is the first year where he really understands what's going on, and he's stuck in the house, puking all over the place--definitely not very pleasant. We're desperately hoping that Bradley doesn't get sick as well, 'cause an infant with the flu would just be hell.

Count your blessings. At least you didn't have to spend a couple of hours in the emergency room with a 3 year old who has a concussion. =(