Miscellaneous

Matthew: recovering from sprained ankle and using cane, House, MD-style. 

Peach: projectile vomiting, followed by dry heaving and bile vomit every half hour. 

Me:  Painful sore throat and generalized achiness, headache, and generalized feeling sorry for self.  Annoyed that cashmere sweater is covered in baby vomit. 

Laundry: Finishing up big load of baby clothes, nearly all of which were blanket and outfit changes from baby vomit. 

Dishes: 36 hours behind. 

Norris: Happy, but annoyed he was fed late.

UPDATE: Matthew stayed up all night with the Peach, who has finally stopped vomiting and is sleeping peacefully. (So, for that matter, is Matthew.)  My throat is still killing me, I still ache, and I'm clearly still feeling sorry for myself.   There is nary a bottle of Chloraseptic to be found in the house - leaving me with the old standby, salt water gargle.  Blech.  I suspect I'll be heading out to the store before long.