Well, no dancing for me last night, other than to and from the bathroom and bed with towels and clean bedding -- my son must have caught a stomach bug, he was violently ill all night long, poor little guy. On the hardest things as a parent is seeing your kid in pain. He's a bit better today, fever seems to be dropping, and he's finally keeping water down, we're going to try a little bit of bananas next, maybe some real ginger ale, then rice later if that goes well. C is going to spot me in a bit, I'm getting ready to go, as they said in _Oh Brother, Where Art Thou_ "sing into a can." Life is never dull!