The stomach bug killed us.
Killed us dead.
For 24 hours Kris and I were incapacitated. (Why is it not illegal for both parents to be sick at the same time?) Of course we still had little man and my mom to look after. It was miserable.
We set up camp in different rooms so no matter where Jackson wanted to play, there was adult supervision. We didn't move unless you count running back and forth to the bathroom. I won't get into detail - I am sure you can figure it out.
We ate cereal for dinner and fruit and veggies straight out of the fridge. We didn't change out of pajamas or shower or wash up. Pretty sure there were tears from everyone but we survived. (The 12+ hours of sleep might have something to do with it.)
And then? Our pool opened up and the sun broke us out of our prison.