We got back from California on Monday afternoon just in time for Ben to start throwing up on the way home from the airport with the stomach flu. And then we all fell, one by one, except baby Sam (thank goodness for small favors). It has been hellish. Josh even had to clean up my sick (let's just leave it at that vague description). I don't care what they say, that's true love. It's easy to get all hot and heavy with each other. It's harder to take a mop and tackle your partner's unmentionable fluids.So now I will be on a blogging tear. It has been three weeks since I have posted a photo (yes THREE!) and I took almost 15,000 of 'em since then. So get ready. Set. Go.