By some amazing luck, Logan's Spring Break happened to coincide with Mitch's week off this month, so we were hoping to do something fun. We tossed around ideas - Houston, San Antonio, camping - then all of our ideas were for naught when Logan started throwing up last Wednesday night. We hoped for a 24 hour bug, but three days later, he was still sick, and Myra came down with it as well. We all survived. In fact, Mitch, Duncan and I were miraculously spared (perhaps because we hadn't shared the toilet water Myra was playing in a few days earlier - yuck!), but our fun holiday was pretty much a bust. Myra was finally mostly herself again a week later, which gave us one day for some family fun.