At 2 am Monday morning, the stomach bug came back to our household with a vengeance. Morgan came into our room with her teeth chattering, saying she was freezing cold and so thirsty. The next four hours, Keith and I were up cleaning one mess after another, and trying to get her to take some medicine to reduce the fever. Thankfully, Charley slept through the entire ordeal.
She spent all day yesterday on the couch, as all TV rules go out the window when you're sick around here.
I think we may be on the road to recovery today...now we're just hoping that the rest of us have dodged the bug bullet!