Alas, there are no pictures to share from this weekend. Because if there were pictures, that would mean we were running all over San Diego having fun. Instead, we spent the weekend recovering from our nasty bout of the flu. The only pictures we took were for Mac's soccer team on Saturday. We made the poor kid get dressed for pictures and then brought him home. Five minutes later he threw up all over the kitchen. So there's that - another award for excellence in parenting.
I'm happy to report that I think (giant fingers crossed) we're all better. Dan was feeling a bit achy tonight so I'm desperately hoping he just had a tough workout today? Please, flu gods, let this be our first and last go of the season!
