Happy Pukes-giving!

Greetings fellow survivors of the Thanksgiving holiday! What? Wait, what do you mean you don't consider yourself a survivor of Thanksgiving? I thought everyone came down with the incredibly nasty stomach bug that gripped the entire Webster-Stoppel (and extended Stoppel) family in its vomitous teeth and shook it like a rat terrier shakes a...rat. No, you say? You didn't spend several hours with your head (or behind) in the toilet praying to whatever gods may be listening that it would all soon be over? Hmmm, must just be us.

So, just in case you didn't figure it out, Jon, Nancy, Larry, Chris, and I were all victims of a rather violent stomach flu in the days following Thanksgiving. I will be using this as an excuse for our lack of recent posts, and I expect an appropriate amount of sympathy from all of you.

Oh, and for those of you who were worried, Maddie didn't come down with a full-blown version of this bug. If she had, you'd probably be reading a post titled "Baby's First Emergency Room Visit!" I think she had a watered-down version Saturday night (long night...), but we're all doing well now. I promise to post something more interesting, and hopefully less disgusting, soon!